Stuff all that. Mum fell off the kerb going back to the hotel and has broken her thigh. Possible surgery tomorrow. This is double-plus ungood, please prayers etc.
Saint-Junien, I Limousin
Another very long day's driving, but rather a pleasant one, if tiring. Nobody seemed to mind our parking where we did, although it was rather brilliantly lit, and we slept well.
Mum was ready and waiting when I went over for her at about 08:30, and profited from the occasion to dry my hair! We then went back to the motor home for breakfast, which was scrambled eggs and toast and fruit juice, and once we were in line, we set off. I was in front for the first part of the journey, all round the Boulevard Périphérique. Mind you, the only bit of Paris we could see was the Tour Maine-Montparnasse, if that is what it is still called. Sadly, no sign of the Eiffel Tower, and the only sign of the Olympic Games was that you couldn't use the outermost lane, which was reserved for Olympic traffic.
We then headed south and west, stopping once for coffee, once for lunch, and finally for the SW to have a much-needed break. Mum and I swapped places every time we stopped. When we stopped for lunch, though, we found that the nectarines I'd bought yesterday had mysteriously disappeared, and we can't find them anywhere! Very strange! I know I brought them back to the WoMo in the shopping trolley, but there they aren't! Oh well!
I always enjoy seeing the old aérotrain test track outside Orléans, especially as it has now been superseded by the LGV running alongside.
We eventually arrived at the hotel and were a bit worried that we couldn't find anywhere to park, but finally found somewhere not too far for Mum to walk. Her room is lovely and large, and with a proper walk-in shower, as well as a bath for those who are able.
Once she was settled, we went back to the WoMo and drove the few hundred metres to the campsite, where we got the table and chairs out and Mum and I sat in these shade while the SW used the services. Then we drank rosé spritzes,
and now we are about to eat cold chicken and salad. It is very hot, much too hot to cook! Later, we will take Mum back to the hotel on her mobility scooter.
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