I go to bed after the 3rd rotation and the Ukrainian dude is ahead, I wake up and he lost by less than a point. Ah, life is tough for those guys. Mind you, he did look very jittery a lot of the time… probably his nerves got to him.
Do the jerks* who own bike/cars that make loads of noise actually enjoy pissing off other people? Can they only survive knowing that they have the power to wake up whole neighbourhoods at 6am wherever they go?
*not the original word I was going to use… but let’s stay polite here
There is so much random stuff going on in Nantes that it was just amazing – like the random pots crossing the park or a giant bench sitting across the road. I think it’s only there for the summer and most of the stuff does not appear to be there for tourists (i.e. no signs pointing towards or anything) but genuinely art installations for all people to enjoy.
The thing about Nantes is that they have a port and people got really rich really quickly back in the day from the stuff that was brought back from far away places. And with all those riches they all decided that they needed fancy houses along the river, because apparently they were not scared of mosquitoes. Now there are fancy houses along that river and our tour guide kept on casually commentating, “oh, that’s the house of this-and-this family, been in the family for generations, has fifteen hundred rooms, they still live there in the summer”. You know, normal little summer house.
We have the 15th off and I’m still wondering if I should go somewhere. On the one hand – hooray for three days out of the sun and heat, but on the other… planning… and I can’t seem to be bothered enough to do it. I am the laziest lazy person that has ever lazied.