In this deferred timeline I have, we’ve made it to the Tour de France and the 14th of July. This year we drove an hour and a half or so up north and, it turns out, it was the first time I had dragged my parents to the middle portion of a stage and they were surprised to see that so many were already there before us, “in the middle of nowhere”, about two hours before the caravane was supposed to arrive. I had to explain that in TdF terms, this wasn’t the middle of nowhere – there were two small roads coming to this départementale close by!
And then we started out the traditional TdF stage watching by having a picnic and just sitting around, waiting for a couple of hours.
Chez la Galinette 