This is Overdai. It’s a really quaint, well preserved place. Very touristy, but also quite well done. It’s a little known rule in the Elcess region of France that if you pass a Pissery Bonerie before the hour of 11:00 a.m. and you’re on a bicycle or a skateboard or rollerblades or any kind of human propelled thing, you must stop for a delicious pastry. I don’t know if it’s from Forced very well, but I don’t want to tangle with the jean. It’s been raining on and off all morning. So, um, as a preventative measure, I’ve switched into humble sea mode here. Um, the rain seems to have stopped. It’s about 65 American Freedom degrees right now. It’s been that way all day so far. But I’m glad it’s going to be dry. It looks like it at least. A castle up on a ridge. Don’t often see that in California. No swooshes. Giant llair. Today was 39 miles, four m turns, two construction detours, no flats.
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