Seriously, France? |
We had intended to eat at the lovely little port there, but the town workers decided just then to start doing some noisy construction work, so we rode on 5 kilometres down the canal to Damazan at a strange little hillside park with two dilapidated iron benches and a sign warning people and cyclists to stay off grass.
The Canal de Garonne is lined with plane trees, which are, alas, threatened by disease. |
Plantations of what appear to be poplars are seen all along the canal |
Then it was off to our Airbnb in Le Mas-d'Agenais (I have no idea what this means), a cozy little pool house with shitty wifi. As the Stones once sang, "You don't always get what you want..."
Our lazy beginning days have now caught up with us, and we have been sort of forced into a pretty big day tomorrow, so we're going to try and get an early start. Then it's on to Bordeaux for the weekend, where we have already booked an Airbnb for two nights. So though we have a long day ahead, we also have the great luxury of not having to think about the next days lodging for a couple of nights.
The weird wifi means that I'm using my data plan to write this, so I'll edit this post tomorrow with pictures.
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