DAY 20 AND 21…I pedaled all the way to Reims and all I got was this cheap plastic bracelet…

Much needed rain showers ended just before we left on what was planned to be a short 38 km day. Plus we decided to avoid staying in big cities with scary roads.
Luckily there was a cycling trail beside the very busy divided highway Googlemaplady wanted to take us on.
The Bugsnax meet a new friend…he was huge! I helped him over a rock. Too bad Cinnasnail wasn’t with us.

Parked in the appropriate velo parking area while Ken hunted down a morning espresso.

It seemed to take forever to get out of Reims…over 10 km and we were still in suburbs. Ken made us go off route to go to McDonalds…which made me don my cranky face for just a wee minute. But in retrospect it turned out to be an important landmark. Finally back on the road and in order to avoid yet another really busy 4 lane highway, Googlemaplady took us on a parallel path which ended in the parking lot of big box stores. And sadly this is where our cycling ended. As I was turning right into an intersection, Ken yelled stop and as I was stopping on my none too stable bike I noticed a car coming at me on the wrong side of the road. I turned my front tire too sharply and crashed it into my foot. Which in turn swelled up like an egg. I couldn’t walk much less ride.

Taxi took Ken, Rawley the Trolley and me to a motel type place less than 3 km away beside good old McDonalds, dropped me off, and taxi took Ken back so he could walk the two bikes to the hotel. Taxi driver had arranged with the garage beside the incident to look after the bikes until Ken returned.

Meanwhile a lovely young lady got me settled, brought me ice for my foot and a drink and then helped me get to our ground floor room as close as she could get us to the reception. When Ken returned with the bikes, she met him at the door with a cold Perrier. Her name is Skurta and she is our Camino angel.

Just a wee bump…wasn’t able to walk.
Ken listened to music on his old flip phone.
The next morning Skurta insisted on calling the doctor, an ambulance was dispatched and the EMTs predicted a broken ankle.
So off to the hospital I go. Heavy sigh.
If you have been very curious as to what the view looks like from a French Ambulance, here ya go!
Ken finally spotted an actual Parisienne in the waiting room of the hospital. Up till now he has had to be content with his ugly old 60s cars that bore the same name.
The titular plastic bracelet…3 hours at hospital. XRays. Ankle twisted but not broken (yay). Prescription for a brace, crutches and pain killers (but I have no pain unless I walk too much). And I am apparently too klutz for crutches. Our taxi driver took us to four pharmacies before finding one that was open and had the brace I needed. August…so many places in France simply close.
We had always planned to donate the bikes when we arrived in Besancon to begin walking but have to leave them here. We talked to our two young receptionists about where to donate and we ended up giving the bikes to them. Neither owns a car or a bike and they were so sweetly ecstatic to receive them. It felt good to be the Camino angels for once to Lisa and Skurta. And they named the bikes Terry and Ken. It is fulfilling to think these will be a small token back for the many kindnesses they and many others have shown us so far in France and England. A very good day, really.

Ken and I are assessing our plans…we will take a bit of a hiatus for a week or two, but hope to still complete at least the Italian section of the Via Francigena. It all depends on the foot. So stay tuned.

Song of the day is about looking for the good aspects of what happens to you. As Ken says if life gives you lemons, have a beer instead. Keep on the sunny side by Alison Krauss and the nitty gritty dirt band. Terry prefers “Always look on the bright side of life” by Monty Python.

4 responses to “DAY 20 AND 21…I pedaled all the way to Reims and all I got was this cheap plastic bracelet…”

  1. So glad it wasn’t broken! Yikes, though!

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    Cindy Kleinegger

    Oh, no!!! I am so sorry to read about this turn of events! I will say that I was quite relieved to learn that it was “only” your ankle, Terry, as when I read the words “I noticed a car coming at me on the wrong side of the road” I feared much worse. Still, this is plenty bad enough and I hope that with a week or two of rest you will be back on your feet and able to continue your journey. At the beginning of my yoga classes we are encouraged to send healing thoughts out to someone who may need them and you can be sure that mine will be going out to you until I hear that they are no longer necessary. I will look forward to any updates you feel like posting. In the meantime, I like Ken’s way of thinking but my advice to him is if life gives you lemons, have a shandy! XOXO

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    1. Thanks, Cindy! My ankle is getting better every day and I can walk short distances…we are renting a self drive canal boat to give me some forced rest with some walking along the tow path. And then the plan is to get back into the Camino mindset and start walking…we will miss about 450 km of the 2200 but…cest la vie! Getting spoiled in a rental car and on a boat…maybe not a good thing for a Camino mindset!!! 😁

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