We only had about three hours, but we walked around (I managed to get us lost, then unlost) and ate a meal. We walked in and I told the host "we're American tourists that don't speak a word of French, but we'd like a meal. Can you help us?" He laughed at me and we ate a danged good meal. The menu was an initial challenge-it was in French, duh-but there was a QR code to scan for several foreign languages. We stopped at the store recommended by our guide to get some wine on the way back to the bus.
When I broke my shoulder, I wore t-shirts. I'd put the injured arm on first, then use the good arm to stretch it over my neck and other shoulder. I took the injured arm off first. I wore bra and shirt for two days too, showering ever second day. Hair washing was the worst, especially since mine is long.