I’m still in France, waiting for the Chinese Immigration Bureau to deliver the work visa I’ve been waiting for (50 days already…) to get back to Beijing. For Bastille Day, I followed my parents on a wonderful trip in the French Alps around Saint Jean de Maurienne, where my dad and I took part in the cycling race of L’Arvan Villards. My dad took up cycling a few years ago, and now frequently takes part in amateur cycling competitions all around France. My mom goes along (and supplies him with snacks and energy drinks along the tour), and after the race they usually stay an extra day or two to visit the area they’re in. This time, my dad was about to tackle the most prestigious cols (mountain passes) of the Tour de France, and I
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