In order that we didn’t miss our Ferry, we let the train take the strain to Dieppe. It didn’t stop the journey being a little worrisome though.
Having arrived in Paris yesterday evening, today was the day of two tours. We set off in to the heat to try and view at least one of them.
After diverting away from the Avenue Verts, we take the ever busier roads before arriving in an ever more chaotic Paris.
After an effortless, early morning run through Dover Ferry Port on our bicycles, we finally set foot on French soil and head towards Amiens, 160 km closer to Paris.
The Toerversie Amstel Gold Race somewhat sneaked up on me. Not only because time flies, but also, I didn’t really think it would ever happen. In fact, right up to the point we were sitting on the start line at … Continued
When I first went to see the final stage of the Tour de France in 2010 it was to witness the end of an eventful Tour. Team Sky brought with them more hype than baskets, only to find their solitary … Continued
We awoke early(ish) in the morning to the sound of Paris which, despite what we are told, aren’t all that romantic. Unless, of course, the sound of rubbish being collected over the desperate tones of a whirring floor failing miserably … Continued
Hopping on the Eurostar to watch the end of Le Tour should have been easy. If it wasn’t for tonnerre et la foudre causing power cuts and delays to services. The only question was whether we would arrive in Paris before Stage 21 actually started.