Finally it’s starting to feel like summer in France. The weather is starting to not be so shitty.
We took two massive power hits during our show today, forcing us to lose power in most areas of the truck. It’s a freaky experience, when you have such high-powered, expensive electronics in front of you, running perfectly fine, and all of a sudden everything shuts down. You wonder if something broke would you even realize it. But our crew is good, and they were able to get us back up online within minutes. Naturally this happened because it is Friday the 13th.
Tonight is our first ride into the mountains. The road seemed to suddenly turn from normal highway to uphill road, and before long we were 8500 feet up, in the quaint mountain town of Le Grand Bornand. The drive took us super-close to the border, near Geneva, as well as the road that goes through the mountains to get to Italy.
After we arrived, a few of us headed out to the center of the small mountain town, where we found an outdoor band playing and a couple of nice bars. We had some awesome beer of which I don’t remember the name, but three of them put a dent in me, I will say. Plus the scenery was nice. (Scenery = French women, not the mountains surrounding us.) This was the first real “let’s go have a beer” night for us this Tour.The mountains are fun, because they incite a party atmosphere. And being the weekend of Bastille Day here in France, it’s going to be an exciting time.
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