We rode the trams again for most of the day, stopping to have lunch opposite the train station. I had a big bucket of mussels (that's French, Paul) and Neil had a croque monsieur (and so is that).
Whilst in the area we also asked at the tourist office about the hospitals, and at the end of the day we wandered into one, l'Hopital Saint-Andre, and Neil was seen straight away. No waiting as you would expect in Australia. He was hooked up to machines that go ping and had blood taken and given the all clear for dvt. They said though that he needs to visit his doctor when we get back to Oz. All that and it cost nothing at that stage. We did get a bill after we arrived home but it was around $250 which we claimed on insurance.
After that relief we had a late dinner, fish and chips Paul, at Sweeney Todds, then went to bed after one more Breaking Bad.
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