When an alarm goes off at 3am a few things go through your head... What the bloody hell! Is this a joke? Did I put in the wrong time? AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH ! The 3am wake up call was definitely not fun. But we were determined to make it to Paris - which we did. After putting on our faces and our best we are not zombies from the walking dead impressions - we headed down to our buses and piled on for our drive to Portsmouth (2 hours outside of London) one of the few ports that ferries were crossing from. We were there by about 615am and found out we couldn't catch a ferry until 9am... O H NO NOT MORE WAITING AROUND!!! At least we weren't waiting around for nothing. Today I woke up feeling a little unwell - a sniffly nose and a tickle in my throat - that cannot be a good sign... So we waited. And waited. And waited a little more. We waited in the line of a coffee shop and we waited in line to get through security. We even waited at the entrance of the ferry for...