Today in Eu, France just a kilometer out side of Le Treport, I started with a pre-dawn visit to the ER room two blocks away. Loaded up with meds, I eventually found my way to INTERSPORT, no help from my GPS. The bike mechanic said I would have to schlepp to Abbeville for a new derailleur and chained at their other store. No wheels and little French left me in a bind as to how I could get the repair done. Thank the almighty, I found an English speaking person who rents space at the hostel. Charlotte arrange for the hostel manage to drive me to a car rental place where I picked up a Mimi van. By 9:00 I will be at the bike store to get the job done. All part of the adventure of living on the edge: wind, rain, cold, mechanical failure and health all in less than a week has toughened the kid up. I will just carry on, enjoy the ride and duck and cover when necessary. I like the challenge and it keeps me from softening up and being amongst the American masses who have lost their adventuresome spirit. Another day at Louis XIV chateau before
I push onward. If it does not rain, I will be disappointed. Like steep hills, I have learned to love the pain.
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