A break

A quick review if the maps last night (a night interrupted by a drunk guy being lost outside my tent for an hour) showed that there was no need to go anywhere today. 

I had a lie in, drank a lot of coffee, had a look round the town (watch me fly up those hills when my luggage is at home), had lunch, lounged at the pool (rocking swimming cossie and cycling tan) and crocheted a bit.

 

The last day of cycling tomorrow sees me in Nantes to meet Steve followed by a week or two of motorised transport and luxury hotels.