My mum had done it again. So what had she done?, you may ask. Well, let me explain.
Everything seemed to be going swimmingly then…
After finished checking in at the gate, we moved to a security check-point and a staff there asked us to step out of the vehicle. ‘Mum, he wants us out of our car.’
I didn’t see what happened because I was occupied with the security guy and mum was at the other side of the car but she stumbled as she was climbing out of the seat and took a rather awkward tumble.
The security was all clear and we were allowed to return to the car. As I buckled up and started an engine, mum confessed what she had done to herself.
‘You did what?!’
She showed me a red mark on her knee as she recounted the circumstance of her little accident. ‘Were you hurt?!’ ‘I think I twisted my hip when I tried not to fall.’ Oh no, mum…
The journey to Caen Port was to take five hours and her injured hip started to bother her as soon as we settled ourselves in our reserved reclining seats.
‘Don’t worry, mum. I’ll fetch painkillers from the car!’
I went down to the car deck with a steward and brought back the medication and a yoga mat. ‘Mum, lie down flat on the mat.’ Even though she found it a bit embarrassing at first, she admitted that resting on the mat felt much more comfortable than on the reclining seat.
The ferry was busy with school children. It looked like there were at least three separate school trip parties on board and the kids were everywhere except the reserved areas.
You go and entertain them!
Good luck, Mr.Teddy…
Then, I went to the upper deck to take some photos so I could show them to mum…
I wished if she could come with me because the views around the upper deck area were spectacular.
We are almost there!
‘Oh, why did this happen to me?’ Mum sighed as she did her seatbelt. ‘I’m sure it will get better soon if you take it easy for a while.’ I tried to sound optimistic even though I was not sure at all.
It was hardly an auspicious beginning of our road trip…