I did not bike the causeway, but no regrets, neither did the pilgrims.
It is an odd time to be an American in Europe. If the conversation goes beyond my bike and what the hell I am up to (and most often it has not), it turns to concern over American politics…
I should have been a bit wiser about the idea of losing weight while biking in Europe. I am a picnic whore.
France is bicycle crazy. From the start, kids, middle-aged women, and old men were yelling “Bon Chance!” and other friendly French things at me from the side of the road.