A day of illness

Mileage: unchanged

For Sebb, the past night was not a recovery. When the chills came in the evening, we already knew that the rest of the night would be uncomfortable. So he suffered through the night, trying to boil the germs of his cold away. In the morning, he was feeling correspondingly worse.

Ines extended our parking ticket at the machine for 24 hours, as we wouldn't be able to drive today.

And while one of them just dragged himself between the bed and the sleeping pad under the trees, lying or reading here and there, and was otherwise unable to do much, the other took care of fresh tea, meals, and especially her sick husband.

In the evening, he went to bed early, and both were optimistic that tomorrow would be a bit more normal again.