After leaving Lyon behind it took 5long days of skating through rain and wind that was fast enough to push back cars to reach Tours. Luckily I had made a new friend who lived there and gave me a place to rest my feet and sleep well. Tours was a very nice town with lots of things to see and do, including a restaurant with a waiter who in my opinion seemed a tad lost in the middle of France, he was from London and spoke in the strongest cockney accent I've heard making Danny Dyer sound like he was part of the royal family, which made going to the restaurant both hilarious aswell as tasty! And yet again it was time to move on and head north west. After leaving Tours I headed towards La Fleche which is about 75km nort west, by this point I was getting absolutely sick of my general diet when skating: my diet mainly consisting of peanuts, pasta and tuna. Peanuts are pretty good for you as they have lots of energy protein and minerals but after 3 weeks of eating them they become this sort of dreaded snack that you only eat because you need to! After about 8 hours of skating I was very close to La Fleche, I was going down a hill when I managed to lose my balance and came crashing down to the floor, luckily nothing serious happened just cuts and scratches down my right-hand side and a lot of pain! I had reached my destination and found a campsite to settle down for the night even though it didn't bring about much comfort as I knew I had to do about the same distance the next day...
This picture is from the river that ran next to my campsite, La Fleche was a very beautiful but small town.
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