I just re-encountered this webpage after having finished my month in Europe a while back. I forgot all about it. I did see Lance win the Tour de France, witnessed the initial stage in Chartres, standing behind a short family (so I could see) that didn't speak English but regardless of the language 'barrier' we laughed all day and of course, I fell in love - with Lance, with the moment of massive achievement, with bustling clouds hovering over the Chartres Cathedral, of being soaked because I stuffed my feeble umbrella into a Parisian hotel wastebasket... But I'm back in SF
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