Been there, done that, and it was at Disney World. We were at the Dolphin and I started not feeling well around 3 pm and by 4 it had hit full force. By that evening my 2 year old had it too, running from both ends as they say. My husband brought us with him to attend a convention (him) and play (us). He ended up missing a whole day of the convention to take care of us. We were one sick mommy and one healing but very clinging baby. By the third day we were feeling much better and sent daddy off to the convention. At noon he came back to the room babbing incoherently, feverish and all out sick. He went downhill all afternoon and evening. The scariest part was that in his condition, he couldn't fly home the next day. I really thought we'd have to leave him there in that condition and go home ourselves. The next morning he was more himself and able to travel, not well, but able. Our flight wasn't scheduled until 4 pm -- you know take a late flight to enjoy that last day at Disney. Ha! We wanted out of there and to just be home so we called our airline, they had spots on earlier flights if we could get there. I flew around the room packing and had it done in about 10 minutes. We had no shuttle service so asked for a cab and got some kind of Lincoln Town car, nicer than any taxi cab I'd ever been in. It cost us our last $50 in cash to get to the airport. I was weak and feeling faint, my husband was a funny shade of green and not quite sure where he was and our daughter just wanted us all to be ok like she was. We get to the airport and the guy unloads our bags and stands there waiting for his tip. My husband shook his hand and said thanks an I just burst into tears apologizing for no tip and told him our whole sickness saga. He was very nice about it. I can't be certain but as we walked in to the airport I could swear I saw the driver wiping his hands on a napkin! We got the very last row in the plane, my husband spent about half the flight in the bathroom, but we got home. He went to bed, I wanted to go to bed, but darling daughter who was feeling pretty good now, just wanted to go trick or treating. After all it was Halloween! (Incidentally I took her to about 4 houses and she was happy. Good thing because I was beyond wiped out).
So there you have it. Our Disney sickness story and don't think we don't worry about it happening again. We are avid hand washers now. You can't wash enough!!