At least the little inn by the forest road was cute. Because my Professor and his perception of a fun project week in the countryside certainly wasn´t.
If I had to spent a whole week trawling mud holes and thickets for pieces of bark, stones and other “treasures” with him and nine fellow students, I had at least a cosy room with a large twin bed to come back to and no one who´d bother me for taking up all the space in the ridiculously tiny bathroom.
That was because my roommate had called in sick a day before us leaving, and it didn´t surprise me much. Her shopping trip to Paris unfortunately interfered with our study project, and this girl knew how to prioritize after all. Therefore, I got a double room all for myself – and not a bad one.