Our Adaptable Adventure - Le Mans: Where we didn't take any pictures

Shocking, isn’t it? A blog post without any of our pictures. But we have a couple of good reasons…

You see, our drive back home was a bit difficult. Our troubles started on the last evening in the Dordogne. After sunset, The Viking and I thought it would be a lovely idea to sit outside without any lights on, so that we could look at the stars and the constellations. I was an amateur astronomer when I was still a teenager and I wanted to share my old passion with my Viking.

Rose et amour….rosa y amor ….rose d’amour ..rosa de amor.. // Explore (Photo credit: photosylvia / silabox)

So, there I was, pointing out all the constellations to hom, until suddenly I realized I was talking to a void. I couldn’t see any Viking; it was like he had vanished … But I did hear someone on the ground moaning… But it was so dark I couldn’t see anything. Luckily, my mobile phone produces a lot of light once it’s on. And then I saw my Viking lying in some rose bushes… Apparently, while looking at the stars he had lost his balance and had fallen.

The rose bushes had left traces on The Viking’s chest, tummy and right arm. The morning afterwards, some of his ribs hurt as well. We decided to leave anyway and make the best out of it. We had a pleasant, but very long drive on the local roads to Le Mans, because we wanted to avoid the dreaded péage. Late in the afternoon, we arrived in Le Mans. We found the hotel very quickly, but it took us ages before we found a parking spot.

We spent the evening in our room, watching the Olympic Games. It was a very pleasant evening, until we went to bed. The mattress was way too soft for me and around 4am I woke up with an almost intolerable backache. I was in so much pain that I started crying. The Viking decided to give me a painkiller. He made a mistake though and gave me a sleeping pill. Very bad mistake.

We got up around 8am. The Viking felt fine, but I felt like a zombie, with my backache and a sleeping pill in my system. Somehow I managed to wash myself and get dressed. At some point The Viking went downstairs to pay the bill and to put our luggage in the car. In the meantime I fell asleep again.

When I woke up, half an hour had passed. I was still alone in the room. Again, there was no Viking to be seen. I went to the window and saw that the car was still in the street. At least, he hadn’t left without me. Another 5 minutes passed and then he showed up. And he was a bit upset…

Apparently, The Viking’s morning hadn’t passed very well either. As soon as he had paid the bill, he left the hotel to put our stuff in the car. Unfortunately, he missed a step and fell on the ground… again. Our car seemed to have shrunk during the night, because The Viking had a hard time putting all the luggage back in it. When he came back to the hotel, he noticed that somebody had closed the door. Strange… And why didn’t the key fit in the keyhole anymore? So, he started yelling and banging on the door… It took him a long time before he realized he was at the wrong building. And when he found our hotel again, he fell over the same step again…

Old alley in Le Mans, France Camera: Nikon D90 Lens: Nikkor AF-S DX Zoom-Nikkor 18-55 mm 1:3,5-5,6G ED (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

They say that Le Mans is a beautiful city. There is a magnificent cathedral. And the old part of town is gorgeous as well. I wouldn’t know. As soon as I was in the car, I fell asleep. So, The Viking decided it was better to leave Le Mans and let me sleep. So, one day we will come back and discover it all!

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