It felt good not to have to wake up early to walk for once. We stayed in late in the morning until our host had to leave for the week-end. Loïc state had gone worse, though. His theory was that he drank too much and forgot to be careful with his ankle, and now he was sensing it more than ever. So far, the break was having the opposite effect than the one intended…
The afternoon went by slowly. We took it slow, relaxing in coffees and bars, visiting a little as well. By 18h though, I was starting to be worried since we didn’t have any plans for accomodation that night. I wasn’t sure we could plant the tent in the city parks, and even then, it had started raining and the night promised to be cold. Loïc didn’t seem to care very much, though; but then again I tend to require more comfort than he does so it wasn’t a big surprise.
Loïc had spotted a bar that was having a jazz band playing that night. He planned to go there, talk with people and hopefully find a host there. I kept hesitating on going along or getting a last-minute airbnb.. And then the concert started and there was pretty much nobody except us, the waiters and the band. So I finished my beer and booked an airbnb with a very nice hostess for such short notice, and Loïc joined me after the concert.