Lycra, Lattes and the Long Way Round

As I drew closer to the town of Pont-de-Vaux... I found myself thinking of some ofthe places Id passed through. There wereso many tiny hamlets, villages and largertowns, some vibrant and fine-looking,others lifeless, run down and in dire needof repair. Then there were, of course, thecountless numbers of French peoplewho had helped me piece together thejigsaw of roads along my way. The placesI was ...