Distance 181.5 km Number of Steps 14,070 steps or 6.8 miles Time of Filing 4:01 AM
I want to start this off today with a letter to Raoul Sturme, our European Director of Operations: Dear Raoul, you are KILLING IT. I mean, your cousin’s house in that one town that I can’t remember the name of right now, the one by Antwerp. And all the AirBnBs. And now, the Qualys Hotel and Spa in Vannes. We really appreciate it. Booking rooms in a different town every every night for a month, in a foreign language, in places you’ve mostly never been to, in conjunction with an Olympic-sized event, has to have been difficult and time consuming. We owe you a Photo Annual. What makes the Quayls so remarkable? 1.) This chic hotel is on the grounds of a retail and office park at the city’s edge. It’s 1.1 km from the A60 highway, and within 3.5 km of the medieval city center and TGV trains. 2.) Minimalist rooms offer free WiFi, air-conditioning and flat-screen TVs. All feature work desks and safes, as well as rainfall showerheads. 3.) English breakfast is served in a casual dining room (fee), plus there’s a hip, airy bar. Guests have access to a modern recreation center with an indoor pool, a Jacuzzi and a steam room, as well as a fitness area. Meeting facilities accommodate 120.
Wake up as late as possible. ✓
Shoot the start. ✓
Find Greg Johnson and Jeremy Dunn. ✓
Make it to the roundabout town. ✓
Make it to the Col. ✓
Make it to the finish. ✓
Exactly the same as yesterday. Except technically we’re in a different hotel. Without a doubt, this French vacation has been the best French vacation yet in terms of hotel wefeee.
Cloudy in the morning. Sunny in the afternoon. The only thing as boring as this race’s race course so far is the weather. I’m starting to miss the Dutch Heat Wave. Don’t get me wrong, nice weather is nice, for vacations! But bad weather promotes suffering and misery, and most importantly quality light. Thus far the light at the 2015 Tour de France—I’m about to make a generalization here, which is I know, a shortcut, just bear with me—pedestrian at best, and at worst, repugnant.