The results are in. Chris lost the hot dog challenge and that meant only one thing. The forfeit. And yes, it was 10 km naked. What’s a pretty little village? The joke’s on you. I’m all air out. After taking in his stride and putting his clothes back on, he had his daily bread and said his prayer. Please Lord, let the elevation reduce. They were not answered. As we pushed east towards the Alps, the terrain started to change. Gone were the flat, easy roads. In their place, long drawn out climbs. The lovely flat French roads with the wind behind have come to a stop. [Laughter] Rolling into Switzerland, the hills gave way to the first hints of altitude. Roads curling up into the landscape, wide open views, and that cool alpine air settling in it. A new stage was beginning and the mountains were calling.
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