One week ago I was biking with Sally down the River Lee and the Regents canal with a wonderful welcome at Daphne’s. 647 miles later I’ve been cycling on my own down the Canal de la Marne a la Saône and Saône river and am now listening to screaming French kids at the Pizz Up restaurant.
Last night I stayed in the faded excellence of the La Post hotel in Langres with the receptionist who refused to budge on the €75 rack rate. Tonight it was a machine that charged me €32 for a key to my room at a F1 hotel in Dole with no power points in the room and vending machines in the corridor.
Today was lovely and flat apart from where the Balesmes tunnel was blocked to cyclists and I had to carry my bike up the steps and cycle down overgrown paths plus up a great hill. Tomorrow it’s The Jura.
And now to devour my Pom Pizz Up Plus at that centre of culinary excellence in Dole. Pizz Up restaurant!
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