Motorbikes, Mountains and Toilets…

Have you ever had one of those days that was practically perfect? When everything in the Universe just came together to keep a smile on your face from morning ’till night? We love those days as they’re happening and the memories stay with us for years. I had oneย  yesterday, 12 hours of fun, sun and enjoyment with only one teeny, tiny fly in the ointment…..

After a very satisfactory Pilates class which was, unusually, practically pain free, I ran around in the shower for 30 seconds (I was running late) and threw on my biking gear. My best friend turned up with his Cagiva Raptor (such a fun bike) and we set off to meet a couple ofย  other friends in some place that I’d never heard of and now can’t remember the name of. Running late was not much of an issue as Will rides fast….really fast, so the trip started with a fair amount of adrenaline coursing through my body….

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We hooked up with our friends at a cafe in the middle of a tiny village in the mountains. We ordered drinks, took off our jackets and basked in the 20+ degree sunshine; there wasn’t a cloud in the sky! Fortunately for me, my brain was having one of those days when it had decided to understand French and I not only followed the conversation but contributed a fair bit too, which is, in itself, unusual. We had decided to lunch at a small restaurant which sat at the top of endless flights of winding stairs. As is often the case in tiny French villages, it was closed; there were people eating but apparently they were all family…..

After admiring the breathtaking views and the beautiful tranquility of the place (the only sound to be heard was the faint rumbling of tummies; it was almost 2pm), we headed back down the stairs and to the cafe where we’d had our drinks. Fortified by huge sandwiches (half a french loaf stuffed with everything the cafe owner had to hand) we carried on chatting and laughing in the warm autumn sunshine. After about 5 minutes it was 3pm and our friends asked us if we wanted to see a house that they were thinking of buying. Yes indeed!

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We were already in the mountains but the route that they took us on to get to this house went up…and up…and up via a series of bends of the kind that bikers dream about. The view, when we finally arrived literally left me speechless! The photos that I took can in no way do it justice, it was jaw-dropping, stunning! The house they were hoping to buy was ancient and tumbled down with grape vines, laced through the higgledy, piggledy architecture; it would need so much work but I could understand why they were so enamoured..

“Imagine waking up to this view every morning” said my friend. I could.

Anyway, we all parted company as one of them had to do a school run and we hit the open road again; it continued upwards. I have no idea how high up we were but my mind was blown time and time again by the views. We stopped several times to take pictures, including one of me perched on a small wall which was the only thing between the road and a sheer drop of many, many hundreds of metres. As many of you know I’m not keen on heights so this was another adrenaline rush and something that gave me a real boost in the self-confidence department.

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Our final stop was in a forest. A gentle wind had started to blow causing the red, gold and brown leaves to gently swirl around us; I felt intoxicated by it all (admittedly that could have been down to the altitude) and completely, totally happy. That was until I realised that I really needed a wee……the coffee, orange juice and apple juice I’d had at lunchtime had all decided to arrive in my bladder at the same moment and it was ringing alarm bells. The thought then struck me that we were miles from anywhere….gulp!

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I told my friend that we needed to go as I really needed to go and he suggested that I pee in the forest. There are many things that I will do, I’ll try most things at least once but peeing outdoors is not one of them. The ensuing eyerolls and manic hopping from one foot to the other persuaded him that finding a cafe would be a good idea and, happily, he knew of one not far away….

It was closed. Bugger!

Now, when you’re in a car, you can cross your legs and distract your bladder with a few well chosen tunes; both are impossible on the back of a motorbike. My friend rode like the wind as my mind and bladder joined forces to torture me for a good 20 minutes as we searched for a building with a toilet; by this point I was prepared to bribe or even beg homeowners. Just as I’d reached the point when I thought my bladder would burst we arrived in a village….in Italy.

I ran as fast as my boots would carry me, almost knocking over ancient locals in my mad dash for the toilet which was, extremely fortunately for all concerned, unoccupied. Oh my God! the relief! With an empty bladder and all previous good humour restored we sat at the cafe for a while and chatted about happier things.

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I have absolutely no sense of direction as you know, so I’m not quite sure how we ended up in Italy but we did and I enjoyed the atmosphere of the quaint little town as I sipped hot chocolate. We’d ridden and chatted for so long that the sun was beginning to go down so we decided to ride back to France and have dinner which was absolutely delicious. So, after going out for lunch at mid-day, I finally got back home at around 9.30 last night; I really love my life sometimes :O)

Have you ever had a day like that? It might not seem that special to anyone else but, for you, it was pretty much perfect? If you have please share it with me, I’d love to hear from you.

Lisa x

 

  27 comments for “Motorbikes, Mountains and Toilets…

  1. October 20, 2018 at 8:38 am

    Woooow. This is something that I’ve always wanted to do. This is fun!

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  2. October 20, 2018 at 9:50 am

    Where is it.. Which ones?

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    • October 20, 2018 at 9:56 am

      Theyโ€™re the mountains behind Conte in the South of France – the road ends up in Sospel in Italy – itโ€™s an incredible road!

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  3. October 20, 2018 at 11:18 am

    Lovely story! Perfect days should be celebrated and shared with others; so glad you shared this one. I wouldnโ€™t have hesitated to pee in (seclusion!!!) in the woods, though ๐Ÿ˜Š Maybe itโ€™s a Canadian thing? We have a LOT of country and bathrooms can be few and far between…๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ

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  4. October 20, 2018 at 11:52 am

    Seems you had a dud day! Thanks for sharing

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  5. October 20, 2018 at 1:22 pm

    You really have to get to pee in the open air, it’s very invigorating. Everyone does it you know – even the Queen!

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  6. October 20, 2018 at 3:36 pm

    That sounds fabulous!

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  7. October 21, 2018 at 4:19 am

    This sounds like an incredible day. And I’m extremely jealous… ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    • October 21, 2018 at 5:23 am

      Come with us next time ๐Ÿ˜œ xx

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      • October 21, 2018 at 5:36 am

        Don’t be surprised if there’s a knock on your door. “Hi there, I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I might see what you were up to this fine day…” ๐Ÿ˜‰

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      • October 21, 2018 at 6:06 am

        You’d be so welcome; I can’t begin to imagine the fun that we’d have :O) xx

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  8. October 21, 2018 at 2:27 pm

    You never get a day like that without being spontaneousโ€”and lucky for you, you are! Planning seemed to be at a minimum, but it seems, everything worked out, and you are left with a terrific memory! Yeah, I’d love a day like that!

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    • October 21, 2018 at 3:20 pm

      Planning was, as you say, the absolute minimum but often those are the best days ๐Ÿ˜Š xx

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  9. October 21, 2018 at 5:02 pm

    What a perfect day๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜

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