Don’t Sleep on a French Bike Path

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The French and Their Bike Paths

The French bike paths are second to none, it’s easy to understand why taking a bike tour around southern France is on the bucket list of many travelers.

Although it’s hard to leave Montalivet, a couple of nights is probably sufficient before you continue on with your road trip.

French Bike Path

Oh sure… it LOOKS innocent enough!

There’s always something cool about finding a road to nowhere on the map. For us, it was the D41 which headed right to the coast and just ended there… nothingness, or so it seemed. As a matter of fact, we arrived to a quite a bustling coastal town that was actually pretty packed making it quite difficult to throw a tent up on the beach… so we headed back to a little pullout that we had seen.

Really, everything was quite well… it seemed like a pretty fantastic spot to just throw the tarp and mattress on the ground, no need for a tent.

There was, however, one thing that we didn’t entirely factor in… that damn bike path!

Running counter to the stereotype, the French on the bike path were incredibly friendly (one of many stereotypes I had to rethink about the French)…

French Bike Paths

This is what we were hoping for

We were consistently hounded bikers throughout the night screaming a little ‘bonne soiree’ or ‘beaux reves’ or some other little pleasantries that I couldn’t quite understand… damn French! I mean just once you could be true to the stereotype and be too stuck up to talk to me… but no… insistent on showing that your friendly and lovable! Argh!

Getting up in the morning wasn’t much better, it seems the French love the idea of being on bike paths until 1am and getting back on there at 6am… I dunno, maybe they were training for the tour de France or something… All I can tell you is that if you are trying to figure out where to put your mattress down… make sure that you’re not right beside a bike path in France. Oh, you also don’t want to go right underneath an Airport, but I’ll get to that one later… For now, as you continue your road trip through France, just remember that even if you’re in the middle of absolutely nowhere, people will materialize out of nowhere to use the French bike paths.

Jonny Jenkins

Jonny Jenkins

My name is Jonny, my friends call me Stef. I'm Canadian born, but don't find my identity based upon some borders that man drew hundreds of years ago. I have begun to make my way through the world, travelling and living in many different countries and cultures. I believe whole heartedly in staying longer and going deeper to get the best understanding possible of many different perspectives of life. In order to do so, you have to speak the language. I am no polyglot, but have started to put more emphasis on learning languages in the last few years. I have learned Spanish, relearned French, and started in on Portuguese, German, Indonesian and Malagasy. When it comes to the third world, I am willing to help where they (and not I) decide they need it... in the first world, I am hoping to inspire and motivate people to live more engaging lives.

9 Replies to “Don’t Sleep on a French Bike Path”

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  5. Jade says:

    Me encanta esta foto, y la memoria de este momento

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