Day 4 - Montpellier to st flour

Get woken by manager of hotel at 1pm. Shit. She didn't seem that impressed. Head throbbing, still pissed. Not a great start to the day. Get our shit together, head down, apologise and leave...

Find cafe where Gav tucks into to steak for breakfast. Jib has croquet Monsieur, manages two mouthfuls then moans about feeling sick. Bumble about and then get on the road.

Rain: check

Gav does good impression of Michelin man with every item of clothing possible. Jib sets air conditioning to 21. Gav discovers something worse than rain: freezing cold rain. Gav moans...

The roads through the mountains are amazing. Rolling countryside, rocky outcrops, chateauxs perched on hilltops, roads with bends, lots of viaducts. If only the sun had been shining... It's also pretty high up (1100m at points). Which brings with it more cold... Gav moans. Jib sets air conditioning to 23...

Decide that we won't make it all the way to our original target of Clarmont Ferrand and stop at the picturesque st flour.

Find a nice hotel in the square, with lovely lady manager who welcomes us warmly. Bottle of wine later and all is good.

Dinner: Gav opts for Steak Tatare

Jib opts for a salad, possibly the biggest ever known to man. Jib and admits to it being the first time he has ever been intimidated by a non meat based plate of food

Back to the room for movie, some laughing and remarks about how it can't get any worse.

Quote of the day: Jib - "I feel sick"
Tune of the day: Lets get it on - Marvin Gaye
Gupdate: Cold and wet (and moany)