Up and out early doors to contend with the hill. Having sucessfully negotiated this the rest of the day went pretty well bar the pissing wet rain and freezing cold. Why am I doing this in November?Stopped for some coffee and a wee heat in a sound wee village with loads of sound folk and good chocolate croissants. Back on the road heading for Arcis-sur-Aube where I passed this:
The rain really got going just before lunch which was nice but had I known what was waiting for me I would have been much happier. Formula lunches: officially the best thing about France and possibly enough to balance out the outrageous opening hours, lack of hard shoulder and shite youth hostels. Possibly. Anyway the situation is you get a buffet choice of charcuterie and cheese etc followed by a massive plate of meat and veg followed by more cheese and bread followed by a dessert of your choice. Then you have to pay about 11 Euro. Gallus!
While I was enjoying my new found lifeline I made friends with these folk who were sitting next to me. Gillian, Melanie and their blind and deaf dog who has apparently beaten all estimates of his lifespan. Good effort.
Still another 20 miles to Troyes but the afternoon was good with a full belly and Michael Jackson on the ipod (again). Got fucked by a hailstorm about 500m from my destination, thanks weather, but I was couchsurfing with two Brazilian exchange students so their apartment was about 40 degrees.
Everyone seemed rather worse for wear following a party they had the night before so we sat about and watched City of God, which was of course excellent, then hit the hay early.
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