Food for the boysCyclists live on all sorts of stuff during tours - this one is no exception. Problem is - in a foreign country (especially an Asian foreign country) - what do you feed them?
The race organisers hauled us onto a bus this afternoon to go to a supermarket. 30 minutes down the road we hit traffic and the bus driver said it would take four hours (!) to make it through. So, we turned around - no mean feat in a large bus on a single-lane road with suicidal unlit scooter riders (and other traffic) trying to go past us as we did a 91-point turn.
At the nearest local town (village?) the various people turned into the latest circus in town - lots of locals showed up at the small store (including a gaggle of kids) all wanting to see what the commotion was about.
In the end, it was probably the biggest sales day ever for the store owner. My take from there: a few tins of fake Pringles; small packets of soft French bread (who knows what it really is); a box of bottled water; and some bottles of "Future Cola". I kid you not. I did leave the "melon cake" behind.
First race day tomorrow. Race briefing is over. Team tactics done. Mostly flat stage - 50km of a 5km course (10 laps) followed by 25km around the lake.