Thursday 18 September 2014

Socks and Flip Flops

It's Day 2 over in Luxembourg and last night was interesting to say the least.............................Once Mr DG had returned from the office he informed me that the town centre was only a 10 minute walk away and that he had been told there were loads of restaurants and shops...................................I didn't need much persuading and seeing as I had spent the afternoon drinking wine and eating as well as having an afternoon nap I was more than eager to get out and do some exploring.............................................................Now, there is something I should mention about My Husband........................................His idea of a 10 minute walk is usually wrong and quite frankly it usually turns into more of an expedition. I should of known better but in my excitement at going out for the evening I completely forgot. Thank goodness they kids weren't here, I can only imagine what they would of said.

Remember the "Toe", well by this point it was so swollen that none of my shoes would even go on it and it resembled a fat sausage that had been put through a old fashioned mangle. Luckily I am always in possession of a pair of flip flops and this trip was no different. So, with flip flops on and a spring in my step.......................Well, Ok a slight limp......................Off we went on this 10 minute walk.....................................Except, it wasn't 10 minutes, it was 40 and when we got there everything was closing due to it being a Wednesday. The shops were shut and at one point we even contemplated getting a burger and chips just because we were so hungry..............................................

Mr DG suggested we head back and have dinner at the hotel. In theory this was a great idea but once again I forgot about the 40 minute walk back.....................................................................................

I woke up after the best nights sleep ever to find my "toe" had gone numb and worryingly so had my foot. The other foot had a rather fetching blister on it due to walking so far in bloody flip flops and I hobbled around the room trying to look cheerful as Mr DG went off to do a full days work.

Now I had a dilemma....................................Do I wear flip flops again which help the "toe" but cause blisters or do I squeeze my foot into a shoe just so I can wear socks thus helping the blister....................OR.............................I thought, do I wear socks with flip flops??????? I decided that Europe wasn't quite ready for that type of fashion statement and went with the first option.

Decided not to go too far and found a Gallery just across from the hotel containing the complete history of Luxembourg as well as many portraits of nobility. This was of some interest to me as I spent most of last year researching my family tree, after lots of revelations it was discovered that I was in fact related to a Princess of Luxembourg.........................................To be honest I took this with a rather large pinch of salt as it also concluded that I was somehow related to Joseph Father of Jesus.....................................................Anyway, I hobbled round the gallery nodding in appreciation and sitting at various paintings with my head tilted to one side as if contemplating..................This was mainly down to the fact my toe was killing me and I was in fact plotting revenge on Mr DG who had quite frankly put me in this way.

Made my way back to hotel for lunch and decided to sit in the sunshine and write, staff by this point obviously noticed my foot and took pity on me by delivering me a glass of wine and a cushion for my foot........God, I love this place.........Keep the wine come.

I vaguely remember Mr DG returning from the office really early but my notes kind of stopped after that..................I can only assume I must of had too much wine................................Whoopppsssss.

It's the final day tomorrow so don't forget to come back and see what we got up to next.

Love
Me
xx



19 comments:

  1. Ooh you poor thing limping about - I think that wine was well deserved!

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  2. Poor you having to hobble about with your toe - if you need any help planning revenge then just shout up ;-)

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  3. There's not much worse than a sore toe. Wine is a great cure though, I shall keep that in mind ;-)

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  4. There is nothing worse than a sore foot, glad the wine helped!

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  5. Well I hope the wine made up for the 40 minute trek ;o)

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  6. Sorry to hear about your toe! My husband does that on the under-estimating time front too, sooooo annoying! Grounds for divorce, I'd say ;)

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  7. Sorry to hear about your toe!! Hope it gets better quickly for you!

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  8. Lol, I love the image of socks and flip-flops! I don't think I'd be brave enough to go out like that either!

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  9. oh no! I laughed at the socks with flip flops, is that even possible? Hope your toe gets better! x

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  10. I like the upside of a bad foot - not having to get up for wine :-)

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  11. Sounds like your wine was well deserved! My OH is the opposite, his 10 minute walk would be 2 mins for me lol!!

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  12. My goodness! What a trip and a trek!

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  13. Sounds painful! At least you had wine to numb things! x

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  14. Hate sore toes! But at least you had a good medicine - wine :)

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  15. Oh no that sounds awful with your toe...but Luxembourg is still sounding great! What a friendly place.

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  16. Hope your toe is better now. It is so annoying when footwear causes trouble when you least want it to.

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  17. hope your toe is better now - I broke one of mine once and it didn't half hurt!

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  18. Hmmmmm why don't I get wine delivered when I hurt my foot. Must move abroad!

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