A dehorning cattle storm fell over us today … Here people may say that we are only experiencing a good tropical depression, we know it’s a hurricane, nay: a typhoon we faced this afternoon. When it began to be too dangerous (bike swept off the road etc) we found a large truck driven by a couple who accepted us to come in the truck with our bikes for the last 6 miles before a decent hotel. It seems that this still lasts one day, so we’ll stay there, overlooking the sea (unleashed).
The morality of the day is that the Picardie and Dutch coastline are really really small players.
And the lesson is that after a while, to stop insisting: danger is funny a little but we have not finished the trip so we have to be secure.
The following has nothing to do but realizing that Berengere had lost his sunglasses for the second time this year, we have (just to laugh at once) listed everything we had sown path (often we do not know where: it’s really more fun). What are we kidding I swear. And we know that you are interested.
– 2 pairs of sunglasses (we just told you)
– MP3 player with all our music for 1 year
– A bra (there are still 2)
– A sweatshirt (there are still 0)
– 2 books of Driss which make music
– 3 lotto game cards of Driss. If you see them bring us the robin, the mole and the squirrel
– Bérengère’s Passport (Bérengère’s joke in the plane)
– Bike (stolen for it). The kind that costs an arm (the other arm remains -the left-)
– A pair of Marianne’s shoes. Stank so we did not complain (the pair of shoes, not Marianne)
– A cap
– A hotel room key
– A bike lock. See there are no connection with the above-mentioned bike stolen, we had others.
– A toothbrush (since Matthias stink in his mouth, unrelated with Marianne shoes)
– Bérengère’s passport (at the airport, what humor!)
– The hotel room key (sell Cambodian key quite new, because uselessness, please contact me by e-mail)
– MP3 player (who is mysteriously returned two months after tidy in his place)
That gives us plenty of hope for the rest of the list because as say the old adage: “When there is life, there is hope” Maybe Marianne’s shoes are in the back of the carrier… Who knows?