Getting lost in the French countryside
On Thursday I went for a ride around town to find the start/inspection area and then go on a 90 minute or so ride just to stretch my legs. It turned out to be closer to a 6 hour ride.
It was fun finding my way out of town and just wandering around. The drivers around here are freaky-polite. It’s actually a little disturbing since I’m not quite sure what they’re going to do. I saw at least one driver stop their car at a green light to have me go ahead against the red at a cross street.
I went through a few cute little towns that only lasted for a block or two. I saw at least one neat Chateau along the way.
Of course I got lost getting back. Fortunately Lorah had picked up some GSM SIMs earlier that day so she was able to talk me in after about a dozen calls. French roads make it very hard to tell where you are since all the intersections (roundabouts, mostly) just have directions to towns or other landmarks.
