Y'see on tuesday last week I left for my boyfriends house in order for us to leave for London the day after in order for us to leave for Paris - it's all so complicated...
This post will let you know what happened during the bike ride (well as much as I can remember or am willing to share.....)
Wednesday
We woke up at 5:30am (torture) in order to get to the train station in time for the last train to London. Because of London being busy and things people are only allowed to bring bikes on trains that arrive before 7:15 so it was a very early start for us. However we got there a bit earlier than expected which was good BUT ALL OF A SUDDEN, I was a fool. The train arrived and we were walking to get to the special bike place and then my helmet fell off of my bike and into the train tracks... This was all before we even left for London and I already messed up the trip in some way! Record methinks... Anyway, long story short, we decided to leave the helmet there (the angry train man seemed to prefer this option) as buying another helmet would've been much cheaper than missing the last train, missing the ferry for that evening and having to re-book the whole journey.
| me with a rather fetching helmet mark |
When we got to London we filled up with a full English (we discovered after that it probably wasn't the best thing to eat..) and set of as soon as we could - I think we started cycling at about 8:30. The traffic and roads in London were all very confusing and we weren't 100% sure if we were even going the right way... It was boiling hot even at the beginning of the day which didn't feel great and I found that London was more hilly than expected!
It took a couple of hours to get out of London and into the big open countryside.. We mainly used cycle paths for this day which were nice because they were prettier and obviously meant for bikes, however sometimes they were the complete opposite and were either ridiculously hilly or the path was made of mud or sand (which is near impossible to cycle on!)
I don't really remember much of this day as it was pretty horrible... We grabbed a sandwich at a passing M&S and set off again shortly after.. I was pretty low after we hit 40 miles. 40 miles is the time when you start to feel properly tired but when you know you're still nowhere near where you're heading.
We looked at how far we had gone and how far we had left and how much time we had to do it and began to get quite worried... We decided to cycle on a big A road instead of a cycle path and this did save time, however we saw that we weren't allowed through this tunnel. So basically we had to take the long, really hilly way around it. Which was horrible. There was this beastly hill full of bends (I think towards Hindhead) so whenever you thought that the hill was almost over, you went round the bend to find out that there was another bit. And this happened again and again which was really rather soul destroying!
When we finally got out, we hit a junction and had no idea where to go, so Chris called his brother and I passed out.
Anyway after lots more cycling we finally got to the ferry! We arrived bang on 10 which was when they wanted us there to board so that was good. We ate lots and then slept pretty heavily despite the uncomfortable, cold chairs we had.
Thursday
When we got off the ferry we could instantly see that France was prettier. The words 'this is so pretty' were shared a few hundred times in the next few days...
We cycled into Le Havre and had breakfast, stocked up on snacks and water and headed off again! The first thing we found odd was going the wrong way on the roundabouts, but we got used to them shortly... We got lost really rather quickly, took about 10 wrong turnings and had to turn back again and again until we finally got on the right route, which happened to go through a village (it was very pretty believe it or not!)
This day was much more temperamental regarding the weather - it was either absolutely boiling, or raining. So I jumped from wearing nothing on my top half apart from a sports bra to wearing everything I had and a flowery (and unwaterproof) 'waterproof'. Sexy stuff. We crossed the big bridge which lead us to the rest of France and a really pretty cycle route. We were taken down these small country lanes with really pretty old houses with beautiful gardens scattered everywhere. We even saw a nice lot of cute animals which was nice!
We stopped off in this amazing old town for an indulgent lunch - we were making good time so thought we'd allow ourselves nice a restauranty pizza meal.
Luckily there was a huge downpour of rain while we were in there, so we were very grateful that we missed it! We headed off again with full bellies and got onto a lovely cycle path shortly after. It was so pretty.
| The boyfriend looking sexy in his cycling gear... |
It took about 20 minutes to find our hotel when we got to Evreux and my oh my, what a treat that hotel was. We arrived at about 8:45 and had nice hot showers and ordered pizza (we were too late to have supper there.... so yet MORE pizza) and brownies and coke and then slept long and hard. It was really nice.
Friday
We woke and got up slowly - it was very hard to leave the hotel! We made our way downstairs and enjoyed a buffet breakfast (very very nice) which turned out to be not as free as we thought... We left even later than the previous two days at I think about 10am.
We were aching lots from the previous two days and even though the thursday was rather laid-back in comparison, we really felt it the morning after! Saying that the first 20 miles of friday was basically all downhill which was great. We passed lots of pretty places and buildings and have complied a shortlist of places where we'd want to live in the future! Here's a few of the nice bits on friday...
The pretty bits carried on but they were soon joined with horrible hills. While leaving the city Plaisir, it was uphill for an almost solid 45 minutes. It's rather knackering going uphill as it is but when you've already done over 200 miles and the hill goes on, it gets really horrible. Half way through the never-ending uphill struggle, the hill decided to suddenly get much steeper for about 10 minutes and we refused to stop until we got to the top. This was without a doubt the hardest I pushed my body in the whole trip and when we got to the top I just had a bit of an emotional breakdown. Me hyperventilating, sweating and crying is a sight my boyfriend will hold onto for ever <3
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| We arrived just before 11pm and the Eiffel Tower welcomed us with a light show - it was amazing! |
The next day we strolled around Paris and enjoyed ourselves which was much deserved! We found a restaurant which served chicken and pasta (two of our cravings) and it was amazing, so we were two very happy people.
| It was SO TASTEY! |
