this morning we left aigueze, one of the most beautiful places i've ever seen. it's become comical now after the past two days and the uphill climbs we've done that now we all hound the three guides if there will be any more hills. the hills of the first two days were sort of kept secret. we encountered one this morning that was a minor hill, but having cycled my ass off the last two on hills, my legs just cramped up immediately. all in all though the morning ride was pretty flat.
we crossed the rhône early this morning headed toward pont st. ésprit, which guide E lovingly referred to as "the gary indiana of france." charming. having never actually visited gary indiana so i can't vouch for the similarities, but it didn't sound too flattering for either place. when we got to gary, indiana-france, E, myself, and B, who's a government agent from dc, found a café and had a coffee and relaxed.
we continued on from pont st. ésprit across the relatively flat flood plain of the rhône, through fruit orchards and vinyards. we passed through a cute little village called rochegude, which was a fortress from the twelfth century, and apparently was the summer home to the marquis de rochegude [whoever!]. i wonder where he lives now? i made a mental note to come back one day to this village as there were a few hotties milling about on the street as we passed. E also noticed them, so I know i wasn't imagining them. hopefully they'll still be there when we make it back, whenever that'll be.
i'm not exactly sure how it happened, but i ended up being the second from the lead as we left rochegude. guide P, the french guide, was the lead, and he has a very nice ass, indeed. i found myself concentrating not on the scenery of the land but the scenery directly in front of me.
we stopped in st. cécile to have lunch and wait for the others trailing us, no doubt because of the numerous flat tires almost everyone has been plagued with on this tour. the café we found for lunch was brilliant. we sat outside and had a four-course meal [steak/ frites pour moi!] for €11. including dessert. it was tough to get back on a bike after that lunch and being so relaxed afterward.
the last leg of todays journey brought us into the bustling town of vaison la romaine and a central hotel that was a very nice surprise, especially because it had ice cold air conditioning! it was a sort of boutique hotel and was right on the main square in the town. E opened the balcony door and let in about two thousand flies but he killed them all by slinging the bath mat and killing them. our room was a sort of taupe colour [others had floors of faux fur from what i heard!] and was very comfortable. vaison la romaine seems to be a very gay! gay! gay! town. hottie homos everywhere. i put husband E to work right away finding a rainbow flag and a comfy place where we can have a sip of an adult beverage. conveniently it was right next door to the hotel. yahoo!
dinner we had in the old citadel part of town. we wanted a nice restaurant but they were all booked or closed so we settled on a pizza place, sitting out on the terrace, which really was the roadway up to the citadel discretely disguised with tables and umbrellas. we were joined by agent B, B the german, his husband A, D the retired engineer, and his partner R.
we had more gay drinks after dinner. and now i am completely toasty and ready for bed. nighty night.
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