It's been one of those days when food has proved utterly elusive.
Started well with a lovely breakfast.
I was going to picnic on cheese, fruit and nuts, and maybe a little beer. Called in at the grocer... Non ! J'ai faim, dit-il. Me too, pal. And so it went on, really. Got to the B and B in Belfort - stunning, with a pool. And a garrulous owner who had told me where I could eat on arrival. However, by the time he'd finished showing me around, introduced me to his wife, blah, blah.. I asked him again where it was and he looked at his watch.. Alas, too late.
If only teleportation worked. I am starving.
Evening, all.
My lifetime goal wasn't really achieved, was it? I mean, I made a pretty good stab at it, but I didn't actually do what I set out to do - when the going gets tough - give up, well, not quite - there's always next year. In the meantime, I shall carry on cycling and becoming incandescent about the state of the world.
Thursday, 11 June 2015
Food
Labels:
cycling,
touring France
Location:
Bavilliers, Bavilliers
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