Day 8 Nancy to Saverne
Trip Start
Apr 02, 2008
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10
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Trip End
Jul 20, 2008
Strasbourg,
France
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Distance cycled: 110km
Best bit: finding tasty bit of forgotten cheese in bottom of bag at critical moment
Worst: cold........
I have come to the conclusion that all the French people I have met so far fall into 3 categories.
1. Those who think I have mental health problems. These folks stay as far away from me as they can.
2. Those who think I have MH problems but feel obliged to help/chat/offer advice. With a bit of persuasion these people can be very useful.
3. Those who recognise that I am not strange at all. These are my favourites. There are not many of them.
In reality, most encounters are categories one or two. For example, I am sure the lovely lady in a village Boulangerie yesterday (who gave me a free cup of Nescafe when I told her I could not feel my feet) was secretly thinking "this English bloke is crazy, what is he doing in our lovely (in other words dump of a) village?".
Anyway I was lucky enough to meet a category three person today in the form of the old lady in whose house I am lodging tonight. She didnt bat an eye when I wheeled the bike into her corridor. She is doing a load of washing for me as I type. And as I am English; she has offered to do me bacon and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. All for the price of 30 Euros. She has even given me a rag for the bike. (I was hoping she might offer to clean it for me but I guess that was over optimistic!)
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