"Fall" adventure

My housemate and I try to have one adventure every season. Some have been:

1. A week in northern Germany researching the novel Murder on Insel Poel

2. Going to Ely

3. An overnight in the Jura mountains

4. Riding the trains...just getting on any train and getting off when we felt like it.

However this year with our individual travel schedules we've fallen behind.

However let's look at the word fall...

Leaving the Dylan concert last night, I walked down the stairs ahead of her. All of a sudden, she was on the floor ahead of me with a very nice man in his 20s trying to help.

"Your ankle?" I asked, knowning she'd injured it a few months before.

"Not good." She more or less crawled to the banister and pulled herself upright from her fall.

She hobbled to the car, using me as crutch and expressed gratitude that I was short...or just the right height to rest on.

Our first idea was to try a permanence, one of the walk-in clinics. However, the one that used to be 24/7 and had an X-ray machine was now only 7/15.

Plan B. Hôpital Universitare de Genève (HUG).

A five-hour wait we were told. We decided to go home and sleep and go back toward the end of the wait.



At home, the icy sleeve for a champagne bottle made a great ice pack, that reduced the swelling, we both got some sleep and were first in line for X-rays slightly after dawn cracked.

Not broken, but she's still damaged it enough that we both changed weekend plans.

When we do next fall's adventure we should try it standing up.

I'm sure within the next day or two she'll blog it at http://viewsfromeverywhere.blogspot.ch