I took my first ride in France today! I have no idea how far I went because I got lost! My goal was 20 easy miles but I quickly got schooled in how to navigate the streets here. Once I got my bearings, I rode down the hill of where I am staying to a small village called Suze-la-Rousee. I came upon a little farmers market where there were vendors selling fresh fruit, all things olive oil, every stinky cheese near and dear to one's heart, a butcher who did things with organs I didn't know were possible, fresh vegetables and uh, pizza. I bought a banana and the freshest apricot I have ever tasted! Satiated, I looked for signs that pointed to Saint Paul and kept riding. The roads are much narrower than back home so I had to get comfortable with the idea that the cars would pass much closer than I was used to. It wasn't long though before I was out of the village and on long stretches of road which passed numerous vineyards, lavendar fields and the happiest field of all, the sunflowers! I rode to the center of Saint Peter and rode the roundabout back to the sign pointing to Suze-la-Rousee all the way back to where I started. Riding up the hill leading to where I was staying, I looked around and suddenly it hit me that I was riding in France!
Friday, July 17, 2009
Day 1: First Ride in France
I took my first ride in France today! I have no idea how far I went because I got lost! My goal was 20 easy miles but I quickly got schooled in how to navigate the streets here. Once I got my bearings, I rode down the hill of where I am staying to a small village called Suze-la-Rousee. I came upon a little farmers market where there were vendors selling fresh fruit, all things olive oil, every stinky cheese near and dear to one's heart, a butcher who did things with organs I didn't know were possible, fresh vegetables and uh, pizza. I bought a banana and the freshest apricot I have ever tasted! Satiated, I looked for signs that pointed to Saint Paul and kept riding. The roads are much narrower than back home so I had to get comfortable with the idea that the cars would pass much closer than I was used to. It wasn't long though before I was out of the village and on long stretches of road which passed numerous vineyards, lavendar fields and the happiest field of all, the sunflowers! I rode to the center of Saint Peter and rode the roundabout back to the sign pointing to Suze-la-Rousee all the way back to where I started. Riding up the hill leading to where I was staying, I looked around and suddenly it hit me that I was riding in France!
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