The hole in the Swiss cheese (Lyon Part 2)

I wondered when this was going to happen? My calculations that I was about two weeks over budget were just about right. So when I did finally run out of money it was only in the order of a mild surprise. Actually I had about 1000€ left, only problem being it was in the wrong country. 

We play to our strengths and budgeting is not one of mine. When I left, Dad was kind enough to sell my car and motor bike on my behalf, and transfer the money when (if would have been a bit too self flattering in this matter) this situation arose.The 24 hours of transfer time meant unfortunately, I needed to cut out the day trip I planned across the Swiss boarder, with 70€ in my pocket and no booked accommodation the practical rout was back up to Paris.

So I greatly abused to sitting time in a cafe and watched the news. Not a particular habit of mine, the news that is. But today sadly, was the day that Nelson Mandela died. I don't really have to say much, except to read 'The long walk to freedom' if you haven't already (the last book I was reading before I left coincidentally). Just how much one man changed to world for the better, how recently these events happened in our world history. This could go into a rant, but it puts a wait with a cup of coffee into perspective.