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Day 3,499: Hawt

Y’all it is HOT here in burgundy.

Did the morning ride, but skipped the afternoon one because I would have roasted. That was the WISE decision. Took a little nap. Clutch. Did some wine tasting at the Hospice de Beaune, which is a FIXTURE of the burgundy region. It was down in their maaasssiiivveee cellar. Two million bottles down there. I had a couple that I really loved. Might go back tomorrow and buy a couple.

Then…dinner. Which was great. Everything here is super fancy. Like, every sing...

Day 3,498: Four Poster

Sleeping tonight in a four-post bed complete with canopy. I think that’s a first. This place is INSANE. It used to be an Abbey. Now it’s a hotel. It’s hundreds of years old. Wild. The grounds here are INCREDIBLE. Just insanely gorgeous, nestled up against the base of these hills, surrounded by forest, a pod, expansive lawn with wild daisies growing in it, a resident cat, running stream…nuts. Beyond nuts.

Rode another 30ish miles today. Tell you, that e-Bike is still a game-changer. Lunch toda...

Day 3,497: 37 Miles…

Again, today I rode further than I’ve ever rode on a bike before: thirty-seven miles. One biiiiiig caveat here: it was on an e-Bike. Lol. Man. That shit is SO MUCH EASIER than a normal bike, omg.

I was dyyyinnggg yesterday from the 26 mile ride on a normal bike. Dying. I was legitimately afraid that I’d completely worn out my legs and I was going to be hobbling for the rest of the trip, but one: no, the legs were totally fine, no hobbling—just some stretching, some cold water on them, and a g...

Day 3,496: 26 Miles

I…rode a bike further today than I have ever ridden a bicycle. WITH INCLINES. 1,600 feet of them, in fact. I am very, very tired. BUT…the legs held up, I think. I hope. We’ll see tomorrow. As of right now, they’re fine. Hopefully they remain that way by morning. Tomorrow I get an eBike—which is supposed to be what I got today, mind you, but there was a little snafu. Can’t wait for that. No need to bicycle that far ever again without months of training beforehand. Whew!

Dinner was at a Micheli...

Day 3,495: The Mustard!

We made it to Dijon. An adventure! To be sure. But, here we are.

Taking the train was actually magical. So fast. So smooth. Got here in no time. Didn’t even have to take a nap. The station in Paris we left from was also pretty and PACKED. People actually use trains here. They’re not fucking empty like train stations in the US. Except for commuter trains in rush hour traffic. This station was packed alllll day. And we were there for a few hours 😛 Better to be early than late, ya know?

Count...

Day 3,494: The Hos!

The Hos are once again united.

We met them over in a new hotel after breakfast and laundry, we did a little shopping, and then we all went over to dinner together. It was SO GOOD. Super solid. Especially the dessert, which was a lemon sorbet, merengue, cream/custard, and diced pineapple and kiwi. Slam dunk. Wine was great. Company, too.

Now…sleeeeep. Night night.

Day 3,493: Walking!

Man. Liz and I *walk* when we’re on vacay. Almost 10 miles today. Almost 10 miles every day, in fact. It helps with the appetite, I’ll say that.

A really, really lovely day. Amazing weather. Great food. Saw some cool paintings (the first starry night, for example, is absolutely spectacular), good wine, and amazing company. I love traveling with Liz. It’s the best best best.

Night night.

Day 3,492: An Intense Day

Man. It’s important to live your life. Sure, it’s impossible to actually live every single day like it’s your last; our brains simply won’t hang onto that kind of intensity long-term, nor should they. But it is absolutely possible to hold long-term that you’re not going to be around forever, and that means not wasting time on the things that you really, deeply need to do…and then go do them.

A friend had a brain aneurysm. They’re probably not going to make it. They were young, as in still had...

Day 3,491: Walking!

We walked today, and waaaalked and walked and walked. Almost ten miles! It was so fun.

I’m quite literally falling asleep at my keyboard, and we have to get up early in the morning, so I’ll make tonight’s entry pretty short, I think. Having a great time. Good food. Great company. Beautiful weather. What more can you ask for?

Night night.

Day 3,490: Marais

I had my first burgundy today. It was a general “cote challonaise,” ie- nothing special or specific in terms of vineyard, meaning ‘fancy’…but still! A genuine, bonafide burgundy. Never had one before.

It was delicious. As expected. Very light. Very tart. Not a ton of depth, which I guess is to be expected since I’m pretty sure those types of burgundy are literally meant to be drunk early, not aged—the light and fresh style made each year. I really, really enjoyed it. We had a nice dinner out ...