Sunday morning in Paris: a pancake breakfast in Montmartre. All the fixens were present – orange juice, coffee, tea, fruit, bacon, pancakes of course, and a can (the kind you have to pierce to make a spout) of Quebec maple syrup. We showed a couple of Frenchies what brunch is all about.

Sunday afternoon in Paris: big, blue, empty skies, freezing cold, humid air, and four riders crazy enough to head over to Bercy and ride on the elevated cement blocks that circle the stadium. We chassed the sun for a bit and finally decided to just ride off the cold. Three and a half hours later no one could feel their toes, so we called it a day. In the midst of it all, I landed my first barspin of 2012 (I’d only landed my first barsping of 2011 aka ever (!!!) in november!) Thanks to Stefano for the great shots!