TDF mad money: the first 40 euros of fun.
I merde you not.
I have had two 20 euro notes from my three weeks at the 2010 Tour de France in my wallet for the entire year. I just didn’t have time to change them back to dollars at the Paris airport and decided to just keep them in there. A reminder and a promise that I’d be back.
For the past twelve months, whenever I opened my wallet they were there to keep the Tour memories fresh and push me into daydreaming about the next one. The tour I’m about to leave for in two days, the 9th of July, landing on the morning of the 10th. Oh la la freakin’ la.
I’ve often thought about how I’d spend that first 40 euros — a dinner in some cool little village restaurant, a bottle of wine and cheese for my first stage, stage 10 from Aurillac to Carmaux. Perhaps I’ll just throw a 20 note down on an cafe au lait the minute I land, jet-lagged but thrilled.
I’ll be grabbing a rental car at the airport — an Opal Astra compact — and driving South to Aurillac in central France. I have a day to rest on the rest day and then, bang. Tour craziness. I can’t wait.
I have an assignment from Cyclesport Magazine and one from paved. I’ll be busy but not too busy to eat fabulous French cuisine, drink awesome French wine and spend those forty euros aussi tot que possible.