The water bill is due….possibly overdue since the only date listed on it is a “must dispute by” date. We used to make these payments at the Public Trésor in nearby Ginestas (followed by a delicious lunch at Cafe des Sports) but no longer….payments are now made at La Grande Narbonne at 3 rue Bader in Narbonne.
On Monday, we “googled” the directions and saw that rue Bader is right off a roundabout near the Carrefour store…..so we confidently headed off. We easily found rue Bader…..but finding the Trésorerie was quite another matter. Rue Bader wasn’t as simplistic as it appeared on the internet…after making a 90 degree turn, it was bisected by two other roads. All three roads were lined with identical, nondescript, grey concrete buildings…..only one of which was numbered. So, we had found 30 rue Bader (or perhaps 30 rue Demoge….or maybe 30 rue Pollet) but couldn’t find 3 rue Bader. We drove by each of the identical buildings…..none of the others were numbered. Exasperated, Craig parked and walked into one of the buildings and asked two young employees where 3 rue Bader was. The young men checked the address on the water bill and agreed that it must be nearby….but that’s all the assistance they could offer. In the meantime, I noticed the words “Finances Publiques” peeking behind the tree-tops in front of one of the buildings. Eureka! We had found it!
Tuesday began dark and gloomy. By afternoon, a heavy summer rain was beating down on the tiled roof. With no need or desire to brave the elements, we spent the day indoors…..perusing guide books and planning day trips for our remaining time in Languedoc. With still so much to see and do, we made plans to begin our explorations in the morning.
Ah, but it was not to be. I woke on Wednesday with a raging sore throat…..quickly accompanied by aches, pains, chills & fever…..my constant companions for the next few days. There would be no outings this week.
“I am at the moment deaf in the ears, hoarse in the throat, red in the nose,
green in the gills, damp in the eyes, twitchy in the joints and fractious in
temper from a most intolerable and oppressive cold.”…….Charles