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Blog 6
... meant the wind stopped. it was soooooo BAD. Most of the ride was downhill, a good thing i thought to finish the trip. So how hard was it......... on the flat i was pushing my uphill gears which are usually reserved for tough up hills obviously, not just for sections of the ride, but yes, all day until Toulouse. All day in uphill gears...that is terrible. In some instances even on the downhills i was pushing up-hill gears...OK, only the gentle downhills, but ...
Blog 5
... of going down the med towards to Monaco i will do a u turn and go back to Toulouse. its fine, i had already decided i would go to Monaco another time....i think i need my Tux with me to really get a taste for Monaco, rather than my rather smelly karki pants...hehehehe.
so i am now planning next weeks ride and then i think i will be heading home. i think i might even book a fancy pants hotel in Toulouse for the last few days to treat myself.
no pictures today...
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La fete des vignes
Vendredi en fin de journee, j me rend a Montpellier, Benben vient aussi! cool! on va aller chez des amis a lui! je fais connaissance avec un paquet de gens! on se rend a la fete de la vigne, 2 euro et il te donne une coupe et 3 coupons pour degustations des vins du coin.; finalement la plupart ne prennent meme pas les coupons, donc du vin a volonte pour 2 euro! jadore la France! apres la soiree vino, on sen va sur une terrasse, ...
In Transit
... the club opposite Caitlin’s flat.
My only day in Montpellier was spent hung-over but animated as I had arrived with a mission: to find a cheap waterproof which is much easier said than done. After a tiring but successful morning we rewarded ourselves with a chocolat chaud in a little square in the back streets of Montpellier, as we sat down outside in the sunshine a jazz quartet step up ...
Day of Rest
We had a leisurely morning, lying in bed listening to the seagulls staking their claim on the scraps of food the fishermen were throwing away. Anyone that knows Nemo will know what I mean when I say “mine mine mine”. It made us laugh. It appeared the fishermen went out at night, returned early in the morning and “set up shop” selling their fresh catches on their boats. The gulls were the dustbins.
Getting up we made our way ...