
Well, the good news is that I won’t have to devote two or three hours to writing about yesterday, our day of travel from Bayeux to Rouen. We had planned two stops – a cider and Calvados tour and tasting and a visit to the coastal town of Honfleur. Instead, with our Range Rover spewing diesel fuel, we limped into a pull-off just past a toll plaza on the A-13.
The ensuing saga was both stressful and very long. To sum up, it took five hours to get the response one would expect from the roadside assistance plan we’d purchased from Hertz. Lance told me that evening that I was “the picture of dignity under duress,” and I could say the same for him. We ended up arranging a tow ourselves, grateful that in the end Hertz paid the 190-euro charge and sent a taxi to pick us up to get our new Citroen SUV. “Now you have a French car,” they assured us, “you will not break down!”

