BEYONDexistence

We’ve reached Nantes, and with that, passed our 600km mark. Our progress has been considerably slower than we anticipated because of the cold… which has also not been quite as we anticipated: Highs of 2° C or less by day, with icy nights to follow – an unusually cold French winter. But rather than cycling, camping, and nearly freezing for the last two nights, we’ve spent them being spoiled by a rather incredible family. I met Alex volunteering in the Philippines last year and had a hard time saying ‘goodbye’ in May; Just last week with a new plan of route did I realize we could see him again! He and his family have opened their home and their hearts, welcoming us to Nante in such a lovely way. They have given us everything. We are so thankful.

Aside from one night (to save my frostbitten toe) in a hotel in Angers, this is our first break from the cold tent and from pedaling since 1/30. It feels amazing.

I’ve wished to fly, and I’ve dreamt of flying; but, last week I flew. With a 20kmph wind at our backs, and sunshine on our faces, the top of every hilltop rolling through the countryside gave me the illusion that I was no longer on the Earth. I’ve never felt bliss in a purer form.

I knew this would be hard. Thewind makes some days hard, and the hills make me create hilarious scenarios (being on survivor, etc.) to reach the top, but I feel that I could go on cycling, live in the woods, take minimal showers etc. for a long time. However, physically, I think this cold is the greatest challenge I have ever faced.

The challenges of everyday bring with them great appreciation: for sunshine, for warmth, for rest, for food, for my own determination, for people… for Sean. I could cycle without him, but that’s probably all. No way would I be able to do what we are doing without him. Everyday, he makes this journey possible for me.

Today we begin our journey directly South, and as I (probably foolishly) hope for warmer mornings, I anticipate greater wind as we ride along the ocean. How many kilometers we can accomplish each day, and our destination come March remains up to Mother Nature, but I won’t call it quits to her challenges. I came here with a purpose, and I don’t forget it.