Half of Me - Half of Lyon
Weather was good. Sunny, warm but windy. But a strong upfront wind made my trip to Valence harder than I expected.
Most of the time I was following N7 road.
Old hand painted banners.
This bridge is the only interesting object in the city.
Police scaring drivers by setting a roadblocks...Police scaring drivers by setting a roadblocks...
My "Barcelona" bike with a new very-very-veryyyyyyyyyy uncomfortable saddle.
First time during all my trip my ass was sore just after 5 hours of cycling....
42 km to Valence...
Another retro style banner.
5 * Restourant
Lonely industrial plant polluting air...
Rhone river .
The most beautiful tree stump in the World.
Town the name I don't remember...
Chocolate factory <3 in Tain l'Hermitage.
"Netto" petrol station.
At 8pm I was in Valence.
In Valence I had stayed with a couchsurfer Caroline.
She is super talented girl who can play the guitar and she had wrote one book and now working on another one..
Her book on Amazon http://www.amazon.co.uk/Solistes-Caroline-Gautier/dp/2843376599 but it's in French only....Now I want to learn French and maybe sometime later I will be able to read it:)
Valence is small, nice pro-American city.
This guy is very famous in Valence.
My favourite wall in Valence.
Retro style Valence:)
"Don't smoke in the vehicles" (free translation)
Caroline's book in the book shop.
This is a blackcurrant jam in the spoon.
Just to compare the flavour:)
Next day after the Wine&Whiskey tasting I was soused to cycle Avignon.
But because the weather that day was extremely bad with a rain and strong wind Caroline allowed me to stay in her place longer.
She took a car and drove me outside the Valence to show the castle ruins.
I forgot how this place calls:) And the name of the castle ruing too...sorry, I am a bad tourist :D
UPDATE: This place called: "Château de Crussol"
"Unknown" castle ruins.
I my own coffee shop will be cups like this.
I had a very good time in Valence. I liked here also Caroline become my very good friend.
But I had to leave. Barcelona is waiting for me. I heard that in Barcelona people setted countdown clocks in the central square and just waiting for my arrival:)
Maybe it just a gossips, maybe true:)