On Thursday afternoon, we spoke to the car repair person who couldn’t possibly look at our car for a week. I became uneasy, trying not to worry: be curious. We were paying about 100 euros a night for this hotel, plus meals. On the other hand, it wasn’t free to go back to Italy – we would need to rent a car, or take a train with all of our belongings and the hound. We could stay with someone in France if we had transportation. We waited another day, mostly trying to find an available rental car we could afford. Meanwhile, the mercury was rising. We drove to Concarneau, leaving the fan with a hotel worker from Greenland. |