After my 30 plus hour Monday/Tuesday and then collapsing into maybe a comfy bed, I wake with a start and a lot of confusion. The Airbnb I am in is very dark inside. There is an alley like entrance that allows access to multiple apartments, and it is fully shaded from any daylight and the street facing windows are covered with a metal roll up/down security screen so the apartment I am in gets no ambient light. I check my Garmin watch, which is synced to USA time, and it says 1:30, I ask myself, is that the middle of the night, afternoon, what day and time is it in France? My next move is to try and get out to the street and at least see if it is day or night, whew, day! What Day? Maybe Wednesday? I start to come out of my stupor and figure it must be Wednesday and that I have a scheduled and paid for training session at the velodrome at 3:00. I haven’t had a chance to get groceries yet, only some treats from the Pâtissier and I only have one croissant left. There’s a Bosch Tassimo espresso machine and a few left-over pods, so time to sort that out. A coffee and a croissant and I am out the door. Good thing the velo is a short drive.
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