
We left early and the morning was a little chilly as the sun had barely risen above the Provencal countryside. A small climb proved no problem and we stopped at a boulengerie for some more of a diet that would probably kill an average person, but seems to get us through stages. Basically it is anything with lots custard, raisins and chocolate in it, x 2 please.

Meanwhile Brian dropped Laura off at one airport and picked Emma up from another - what a star. Emma is taking over as support driver. We passed under an impressive looking Roman aquaduct on route, the photo is below...looked lovely in the morning light.
Because of the early start we took our time on the re-fuelling stops, and grazed the ever more impressive smorgasbord of local supermarket delights that Brian had procured.

Checking in was fairly straightforward, apart from we were caught off-guard by the 'speedos only' rule that is strictly adhered to at the site pool. Shorts are certainly not allowed....speedos only.....this caused some astonishment amongst the American contingent who come from a land where it is always the other way

The tiny campsite snack bar serves moules-frites for 7 euros on a Thursday...can't imagine that in England.
For anyone who works in catering or food hygiene.....look away now. Below is a photo I took of one of my water bottles at a rest stop today. The lurid colours are caused by two different flavours of Accelerade (sports drink powder) that we are convincing ourselves actually makes us pedal faster for longer. The grey

So we are a little surprised that none of us have gastroenteritis so far.
A lumpier stage tomorrow, in almost certain heat and wind. But in the knowledge that there are only six proper stages (TT's don't really count) of the the tour left...we feel we are on the way home. It's just those pesky little hills that exist between France and Spain that remain very concerning indeed.
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To Matt, BD & everyone else
Sitting here at 5.30am in Vancouver (kids get up way too early) watching the fake tour with all their Spanish doctors and reading your blog is a great way to start the day.
It's making my commute in to work (4km, mostly downhill) seem quite easy.
What a fabulous achievement! Best of luck in the Pyrenees.
Beth, Ben, Albert & Owen
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