First swim.

The small matter of getting to Nice or more accurately a distant (but cheaper) suburb of Nice. Either way a 4 hour drive with under half a tank of petrol and no idea how to adjust the display to show range. Worry about that when the light comes on. Was followed out of town by the Movistar bus - the first of many tour vehicles we stalked. The lunchtime stop at the services had too many tour / team employees to mention. The table behind us were watching it live but in Dutch / German. Couldn't get to the petrol station as it was blocked off for some strange reason so pushed on hoping the light wouldn't come on or at least Liz wouldn't see it come on. By my calculations we were 6 miles short but that didn't help when the light did appear. Thankfully avoided service prices but the price plumped for invariably was 10¢ more than the one just round the corner(ish) . Was now being followed by the Norwegian team bus. Unsurprisingly they weren't staying where we were. Checked in and delighted in the Aircon. Not so sure about the showers. Took a walk to the beach for a swim - at long last. There was sand which is an improvement on Nice & the water looked clean which was better than the lake. Stopped at the Marina for tea - which took a while - French don't do fast food.もっと詳しく