Just got out of an ice cold bath, in which I sat eating boiled potatoes and dried figs, drinking a recovery drink that looked brown and tasted grey. Why am I doing this?I am now sitting in a bar in Bagneres Luchon drinking Heineken. Lawrence is holding a baby and giving an interview to an obscure french radio station. Headless is having a fag.
A goat got very close to me on Aspin, as you can see.I have been fined (drink a Kummel) for wearing speedos for my massage. Tough.
Marcello (think judge Bruno on Strictly ..) is losing his big toe nail and has superglued it back on.
Another long but beautiful day. Hugo and I avoided 'picnic' and long stops. 'Splash and dash' strategy (recommended) meant we finished about 1.5 hours in front and got the hot water and the massages first. Not
sustainable, we will make it I know now.Half way today which is big psychologoically but weather about to turn we sense.
Great bunch of people and some heroic stuff. 15 years ago I did today in reverse (first etape) and ended up puking by the side of the road on Aspin and out there for 13 hours. Everyone grinding.
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