You know that movie Escape from New York? Sci-Fri with Kurt Russell, NYC is a prison and it's a horrible place likened to the
Pits of Despair? That was getting out of Paris for us. Getting out, sucked large bovine testicles. Sorry for the visual but I cannot express how frustrating it was to find our way out of there. Apparently there is a great route out, but did we find it? Of course not. GPS, kids, highly recommended.
But by the time we found our way, had some breakfast and coffee, we were good again. Even a broken spoke and an insane need to release that morning's coffee couldn't bring us back down. No, that happened later, when we were hungry and stuck in a quick rain storm.
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| At this point of broken spoke history, Greg was making me earn my keep |
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| this may have been 6...or 7. I lost count |
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| So long Paris! |
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