7-күн: Крепи-ан-Валуадан Самороға дейін

Early morning start: shortly after 8 on our bikes, we ride past Paris.

Why? Have you ever ridden 40 km through a city with loaded bicycles, especially a city like Paris, which is infamous for its traffic? Apparently, a lot of infrastructure has been improved for cyclists there, but the risk is too high for us.

The route has some difficult climbs and the supply is modest. There are no shops in the villages we pass through; we can only rely on Dr. Google and his assistant Mr. Maps.

We were talking about risk earlier, right? How risky is it when a thunderstorm passes over the campsite and you are in a tent on it? Okay, at least until writing these lines, nothing has happened to us, canned beer (Pilsener Urquell for the ridiculous price of 3 euros per 0.5l can) and chips help. Or are we getting too old for this kind of camping? At least, I imagine something else under romance, and when I look at Angelika's face, I don't see any ecstatic delight about the natural forces raging above us. Maybe we should stretch our legs out of the tent to cool down the sunburn we got today. The quite strong wind (comparable to an oversized hair dryer) did not let the strong sunlight come to the fore so much. But the pharmacy helps, also here at the special price of 24.50€ - pharmacy prices.