As the odometer turns...

So... I got some details today, baby! The picture of the nice couple yesterday? Their names are Isabelle and ...well, Isabelle's husband-- he introduced himself to Priscilla, too, but she forgot what his name was. Anyhoo (Ha! I mean anyway), they have three charming young sons, Zacharie, Emeryc, and Raphael. And we're very grateful to them for hosting Priscilla on Thursday night!

Last night Priscilla's hosts were Catherine, um... "Mr. Catherine" (yeah, don't actually know his name either-- Priscilla might have said, but I was at the store holding the phone with my shoulder, which is a little tricky, and trying to find some not overly bruised apples, also tricky, and so I could have missed it), and their little boy, Maxim. Maxim adores Priscilla, much like... well, most little kids. He was thrilled to meet her and have her camp in their yard and hang out with them. Priscilla had fun with Maxim, and also go to hear about Catherine's own bike adventures-- back in the day she flew over to Nice, France, biked all over Italy, then through Switzerland, and eventually back to the Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris (just north of Paris technically, so she had to bike even farther), and then flew back home to Beloeil, Quebec. How cool is that?

Yesterday Priscilla biked for about 6 1/2 hours and covered 82 miles (and she wasn't even trying hard). Today she biked some more, but I'm not sure exactly how much more. While pedaling along she met a biker named Jean-Francois. He convinced her to ride south around Montreal instead of north, and gave her heaps of helpful tips for the next stretch of riding. Priscilla's take on Montreal: lots of bike trails and wide bike lanes, but they're well-hidden, which resulted in a fair amount of back-tracking this afternoon. But she eventually uncovered them (she's got a nose for bike routes), and arrived at... some town. No idea which one, but it's only 24 kilometers from Ontario.

And! Remember the cold last night? Well, it did wake her up a few times, but each time she just added a layer of clothes, snuggled back into the sleeping bag, and fell back asleep. Tonight, however, Priscilla doesn't know what the forecast is and she doesn't care! Because she's sleeping in a bed folks, in a real, live house. The house is home to a family that includes a couple of little kids who were rather excited to meet her, and even more excited that she is staying with them. Maybe if we're lucky we'll find out more about them tomorrow.

Oh! This just in! So, Priscilla's parents were in Dieulefit Friday morning, as is their custom, when her dad spotted a slightly disheveled couple with a big dog, two bikes, and a map. So he walked over and struck up a conversation with them. The couple, Paul and Elishkva, are biking from Czech Republic to Portugal. It's rather slow going as they have to stick to the dog's pace (he runs along beside them), but of course some of us would consider that to be the optimum pace for biking. Anyway, inspired by Priscilla's exploits and her multitudinous hosts' kindness, he invited the couple to stay at the Driscoll house for the weekend, which they gratefully accepted.

La traduction en francais viendra demain-- je l'ai fait, et puis l'ordi l'a supprime, et maintenant je suis un peu ennerve, donc voila. Je suis desolee.