Getting ready to set off
Our journey took us through the town of La Goulette, and I know you’d expect me to say this but I really do mean it, but there really isn’t much to do there unless you are on a tour. As we rode over to the Roman ruins at Carthage, Aaron told us that the streets we had just ridden through were in films such as Monty Python’s The Life of Brian and Jesus of Nazareth. Thankfully it was then time for a breather for those of us already feeling the strain. As I gulped down the water provided, I thought to myself that I think I have a higher opinion of my fitness than my body does!
After our stop at Carthage we started en route to the hill top village of Sidi Bou Said, and when Randall said ‘hilltop’, he meant it! It wasn’t really a steep hill but it was a long one top get to the top of, so we all shifted down a few gears before the slope took its toll. There was just time for another breather before the final push to the village, when we all suddenly realised that before us was a VERY steep hill. We all looked at each other (secretly thinking ‘he’s not going to make us cycle up that is he?’), when Aaron told us that we get off and wheel the bikes up that bit! Relief is probably the best word to describe what we were feeling at that point.
Our bike guides (L to R - Aaron, Russell and Randall)
Reaching the top, I dived in the nearest café to grab a drink and some shade as the it was absolutely boiling, and we all swapped stories of how we were finding the ride. On the way back to the ship we went via the WWII memorial for the British and US soldiers and past some stunningly ornate mosques and while Aaron (a vision in pink lycra) stopped traffic while we wobbled our way across the local roundabouts. Then there was just time for a group photo by the beach before heading back to the ship for our 12.30 deadline.
Me and my fellow bikers (I'm 4th from the left on the front row!)
All in all the cycle tour was a great morning out and a really different way to see somewhere you probably would think twice about exploring on your own. The locals were friendly with a ‘Bonjour’ as we cycled past – probably because they have a good laugh at a group of Brits cycling through their towns and villages in single file every Thursday! Needless to say, my legs were like jelly when we got back on board and I think I might have to eat a few more chips before I go again – either that or get a more padded saddle - but a great trip, good staff and keeping fit to boot….
Tomorrow... hiking Up Mount Vesuvius in Naples. I’m going to be shattered by the end of this cruise!
Bernie
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