After a full morning of riding in traffic, and also falling off my bike and hurting my leg a little when trying to ride on a dirt road to stay out of traffic, and getting swarmed by these tiny beetles everytime I stopped which was truly making me crazy, I was like, hey, this is supposed to be vacation. 165 miles in three days ain't nothing to be ashamed of. I bought myself lunch and a train ticket to Paris.
There's a national railway workers strike going on so I had a few hours to kill before the next train. I decided to bike up a small mountain to see the local medieval buildings. Totally worth it!Read more