FYC

I’ve calculated that I’ve only spent 14 nights in my own bed since May 1 this year, which means I’ve been unpacking my suitcase most evenings and packing it again most mornings in between.

On the bright side, we’ve been staying in the same hotel in Logrono for the last two nights, which at least means I could leave my suitcase alone.

The hotel, however, is built on top of a supermarket which means we have to eat in the supermarket cafe. It’s a cheap, €5, all-you-can-eat type of thing where the food, as you can imagine, is geared more towards casual shoppers and truck drivers than professional cyclists. It has been miserable.

When you nearly break a tooth on a piece of pasta, you know there’s something wrong and we’ve resorted to having one of the soigneurs cook our pasta on the team bus instead of eating the supermarket stuff.