Being sick is no fun, no matter where you are; but when you are on holiday, it’s an insult as well. The respiratory virus (covid and flu were both ruled out) that attached itself to us during the early days of our third week in Tours, France was intent on making our lives miserable. It succeeded with symptoms that included nasal congestion, headaches, and an unpredictable dry cough (worse at night), such that stepping out in the cold air, often wet and windy, just didn’t feel enjoyable.
To be honest, there were bright spells, both in the weather and our spirits, when we got out to explore a little, or at least get to the super marche to pick up something for lunch or dinner, or more cough drops. We couldn’t really eat out, as a coughing attack could start an any moment; and our taste buds were hit by both the virus and our consumption of Ricola cough drops. Not even wine tasted good.
So, rather than show a bunch of images of the view from our apartment balcony, here is a collection of images of Tours during our stay both before and during our recovery. And as an update, almost eight weeks after symptoms first appeared, we still have a lingering cough, but otherwise have recovered.
Enjoy the images.