The weekend started out really well - tennis in the early morning, Appleseed at 11am, followed by lunch. Then I dragged my friends to go test drive cars with me. We ventured all the way to Teban Crescent to gawk and drool at the Alfa Romeos. The Alfa 147 is indeed a very shexy car, pity it only comes in manual. But since we had gone all the way there, might as well test drive, y'know. I have to say it handles really well and is quite smooth (despite my stalling the car 3 times hurhur). Then the sales guy insisted that I test-drive the 2 lit version and because it was one of those tooly semi-automatic cars, he had to get in and show me how it was done. In order to demonstrate the power and tight handling of the car, he accelerated really hard, braked suddenly and also did a crazy U-turn spin which sent my head spinning. Again.
Yes, that's right. That crazy ride brought back the unsteadiness which I thought had pretty much gone. By 5pm, I was feeling pretty rotten, and for the rest of the night, was laid up in bed trying to recover. Felt slightly better on Sunday but still getting the weird doozy sensation that the world was slowly revolving. At least there wasn't any pain. So now I feel like when I first recovered 2 weeks ago. Poo. It's a long road to recovery, 'tis.