An absolute genius.
This rest day followed a fairly similar pattern to the first one...blimey, was that really 8 days ago? Anyway, breakfast then clean the bike, go for a recce of the town to spot possible locations for lunch and watching Le Tour dans le telly.
|We arrived just a tad too early for breakfast: it wasn't open. Le Mcbollocks!|
|A la Marty McFly, I'm fading away before we reach Paris...no!|
|The team of highly skilled pain-inflictors/masseurs. I'm sold!|
|Roundabout guff er, art.|
|Sleepy Gap prior to Bastille Day celebrations kicking-off.|
|Comparing calf size with Andre Greipel. And losing.|
|A really pleasant spot pour large luncheon!|
|Exactly what was required. Lettuce.|
|Sorry for these guys: it was about 32c...ouch!|