After two planes and a 200 euro taxi from Paris I have finally reached our house in Giverny, across the Seine river from Vernon. The taxi dropped Marcel and I off at Lionel’s (our director) house. Lionel speaks no English, Marcel and I speak no French, and Corey wouldn’t be there for at least another five hours. After being awake for 30 hours straight, I was more than a little bit foggy. The idea of playing charades until Corey arrived wasn’t exactly enthralling. Thankfully, Erik Slack who has been here since late February, showed up and showed off his French skills while trying not to bleed on his white man-pris.
Eventually, Corey showed up with what will be our team car for the trip, a brand-new Renault. We then built our bikes, went to the rented house, and unpacked. Erik will be racing a crit in Vernon Friday night if his bloody nose doesn’t get the beter of him, and Marcel and I will do a road race Saturday.
Great photo! Glad to read you arrived safely and are making out okay. Anxious to hear how your road race ended. Love, Aunt Debbie & Uncle Gary
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