We were going to leave when the sun came up, but it didn’t so we didn’t.
Instead we began to contemplate the myriad things that need to be done before we leave the boat in just a week from now. Having contemplated with intent for a few minutes we realised that life would be much more pleasant if we didn’t do that either. Therefore we visited the bakery, made some coffee, then fortified variously by tarts citron and mirabelle, we set about lazing around for the rest of the day.
As luck would have it, there was a band due to appear in the evening in the little parking lot that doubles as the town square. “Ton Ton Gris-Gris” the posters said were big in the Cajun-Zydeco scene which to be entirely objective is probably not all that huge in Lutzelbourg, but since the concert came without cost, we thought that attending it may very well round off our day nicely.
Sadly, when the time came to begin, the crowd (two if you include us) outnumbered the band (none). We did find them in the pub next door having elected to drown their sorrows rather than sing about them, but rather than drown ourselves waiting for the rest of the crowd to arrive, we wandered off in search of a warm, dry doona, and our day ended pretty much in the same fashion that it had begun.