Allen, Nathan, and The Road to Santiago

After being uncerimoniously dumped off of RyanAir into the 1 room airport in Bergerac France, and discovering that no taxi was avaiable into town with our bike boxes, we realized that we had our own means of transportation. We put our bikes together to the tune of some french song sung by 6 French Soldiers and a bar maid (who gave us ice cold water for the ride to come). We began our moonlite ride into the unknown, and then before our eyes, a beacon in the darkness...we turned right