Seriously…FUCK PAY TOILETTES! Day 11 – Clermont Ferrand (Day off):  48 hours off! Must. Find. Laundry. Immediately. Or my socks will walk themselves into a washer. We couldn’t get out of that Orleans hotel fast enough, so first thing in the morning we loaded up and hit the road. Steiner, who had lost his passport […]
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