April, 7am, alarm goes off. Time to get up for a 9am 100km cycle – sounds grim, unless …
Breakfast at our townhouse at 7:30 is boiled eggs, fresh mango and yoghurt, and fresh baked bread (purchased from the shop two minutes away). Down stairs is our bike room with a fully equipped tool room, energy gels, homemade oatmeal bars and a fridge full of cold drinks waiting for our return.
The coffee is terrible however, so we have to stroll across the road to the cafe serving espresso and cappuccinos for €1.
What are the roads like?