5. Adieu France!

It's the unknown around the corner, that turns our wheels
- Heinz Stucke

Nothing feels so good, as yawning wide and open, when you think nobody’s watching. You shouldn’t do that when you’re racing down a hill with 40km an hour though. That gaping hole is one big fly trap with plenty of room for anything that flies. I’m not sure what I caught, but Remy suggested that it might be a big dung fly - we were cycling through an agricultural area - and for it’s size and taste he just might be right. It tasted very bad. On the plus side I have enough proteins for the coming days. Bon appétit!