We arose early this morning, completed our packing, added a bottle of water to the outside pocket of our bag, and headed for the train station. Our goal was to travel to Nimes, where we would take a special scenic train to Vichy. We planned to spend a few hours in Vichy, then travel on to Lyon for the night.
When we got to the train station, the board indicated that our train was 50 minutes late. We had only 20 minutes in Nimes to make our connection, and realized that we would not manage that. So we went upstairs to begin the process of exchanging our tickets. Unfortunately, the ticket agent did not speak much English, but we muddled through and swapped out the tickets for tomorrow instead. Near the end of the process, another ticket agent came in, one who spoke English, and she suggested that, instead of taking the 7:25 train to Nimes tomorrow, we might want the 7:05 train, which would give us a little more time to make our connection. She said we did not need to exchange our ticket for that, but just show up for the earlier train. That done, we stopped at a bakery and bought warm chocolate bread and returned to the apartment.
It rained almost all of the rest of the day, so I did not go out again. I painted in the afternoon while Roger read. In the evening, he went out for pizza.
Roger must have angered the gods today – the tea goddess, perhaps? Or maybe she is a kitchen goddess. Anyway, he was washing one of our small drinking glasses while doing the dishes and it slipped from his hand into the sink and shattered. Later, we had popcorn and Dr. Pepper. He managed to kick over the mostly-empty Dr. Pepper glass and it broke. This leaves only one glass of the four we bought in Paris with the matching pitcher. Too bad!
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