The end is not quite nigh

Here I am sat in the final restaurant in Paris about to fall asleep. Today, as has already been mentioned was a scorcher. Luckily the cycling gods finally decided to give us a break and it seemed that most of the journey was actually downhill, which created a nice breeze. The downside of that was that going up any hill caused a dead calm, which was difficult to breathe in, as the air was hot.

Riding in Paris was chaos. Everyman for himself, which is okay if everyone understands this concept. We were all darting in and out of the traffic in the style of dispatch riders. Arc de triumph was a great experience. People warned me that they would not like to drive a car around it, let alone cycle around it!

Despite phoning Sarah at 3.30 to say we'd arrived, it wasn't until 7.30 that Adam and I got into our hotel room.

As the subject indicates we will still have to get on our bikes tomorrow morning to ride from St Pancras to Paddington. Does this riding ever end??

In respect to my physical state, I'm hoping not to have to use my legs for the next 3 months. This is definately the last bit of excercise I do for the rest of this year!

The only chaffing I got was from walking back from the train station to the hotel - oh the irony! My "nappy pants" are clearly designed for 270+ miles of cycling but not 30 minutes of walking.

I am also glad not to have to wear, for the fifth consecutive day, my set of unwashed cycling gear. I can't even begin to imagine the amount of fluid that I have lost through those clothes.

Viva las tour!!!

NEAL