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Re: So, who likes tacos?
Could everyone post a rough estimate of how many people on your team were sickened? The news said that 50-100 students became ill. That estimate seems low to me given all the people I talked to. I know we (401) sent 5 extremely sick students back to Blacksburg/Christiansburg at about 5 AM on Friday. 3-4 more students were ill but stuck around including our main driver. 3 of us collegiate mentors originally from Hampton Roads came down here to stay with our parents to recuperate. I know at least one more mentor became ill also, bringing our team's total to at least 12 (possibly more, I can home right after the tournament so I don't know if more eventually became ill). I heard Grundy (388) lost a bunch of people, 122 i know lost their driver and human player, anyways, if anyone wants to share about how many people on their teams were sick, i'd be very interested to know how many people really came down with it.

As for tracking down the source, I believe all of us on 401 who got sick had the sandwiches from the VCU college of engineering party, we went to the team social at the science museum also, but one of the mentors who became ill didn't eat anything, just had a single can of diet pepsi. If it was the Norwalk Virus though, I suppose it could have started from the food, and then been spread in the tight quarters in the pits and stands and from sharing bathrooms and drinking fountains with sick people.
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