It was awful. We weren't inside the door at the Mers 2 minutes before it started. She had eaten a Bugs Bunny popsicle from the dreaded ice cream man. It was GRAY, like Bugs. For the life of me, I could not figure out what was coming out of the child. Poor thing- she hurled and hurled- I thought her head was going to start spinning around. I think everyone caught the splatter on our shoes.
After that, she said she felt better. But she was a bit burpy, and every time she burped, 7 people dove for the waste basket to hold under her. We were a bit jumpy.
She's a champ though, and insisted on hitting the beach the next day. She took a big nap, but wasn't going to let a little honking ruin her vacation!