We asked to move pitches on the campsite this morning to a space near to the office as we didn't want to have to take our luggage on the bikes into the city. We were hopeful that someone today would sort John's bike. The first shop we visited were very helpful, but to cut a long story short yes they could order in a wheel, or John could order it. It would take nine days. Can you hear our despair? Between 11.30 am and around 3.30 pm we waited whilst they tried to source a wheel locally. Decathlon, of which there are five stores in Nantes had one. So we cycled ten miles to it. Angela having to walk the gradients as she was still suffering with her chest infection. The wheel in stock was not correct. They could order one in for the next morning. O.K. sounded good. Or did it. Another one of John's spokes had broken on the way up. Would he be able to safely cycle seventeen miles back to the campsite and then back again tomorrow? No! So a wheel that would do was taken off one of the display bikes. And we were back on with our road trip. Just our health to sort out now.
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