A Day for Yellow
This is a day for yellow! Today is the Grand Depart. Of course, in honor of the big race, I\’m wearing yellow. Later we\’ll see pics of the peloton riding past vast fields of sunflowers. Or lavender. Lavender is supposed to be calming, but I\’m not really fond of the smell of lavender; so I\’m glad I don\’t have to pedal alongside it for who knows how many miles. Incidentally, is it possible that the route is deliberately sent past all that lavender to calm the racers? As I type this, the first stage is already over. Already there\’s been at least one crash! A Dutchman won the yellow jersey. A \”local favorite\” took the polka-dot jersey. Getting back down to the more mundane, I hitched up the trailer and rode to the salvage store. I brought home quite a load, too, including some things for taste-testing. A pile of 63 (yes, that\’s sixty-three!) snacks for eight bucks, or about 13 cents each. Some of them are a bit stale, but I don\’t care: some of those items normally cost over two bucks apiece. That load made the going feel very hard. I wonder if I was actually getting a tad dehydrated by the time I got home, even though I had water (two bottles) with me. But I made it, and soon I\’ll be browsing the online pics of Le Tour! As I said, it\’s a day for yellow.