Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Rest Day In Vaucluse: Trust

Today is the second rest day of the Tour. Belle et Bonne has organised another picnic, this time with not such rich food.

They are picnicking near the top of Mont Ventoux, where there is a wonderful view, but no grass.

Why did you choose here ? grumbles Vello.

Because of the wonderful view, says Belle et Bonne.

But no grass, says David.

There are a few pretty plants, says Belle et Bonne. Gaius might like them. Hairy Greenland poppy, Spitzburg Saxifrage.

Fascinating says Gaius, looking around half heartedly. But he really wants something to eat. They sit down on the grey stony ground.

What is there? asks Sweezus. I'm starving.

Me too, says Surfing-With-Whales.

Well, says Belle, remembering last time, I've just brought healthy stuff, local produce. Tomatoes and melons and cherries and apples and grapes, and some water.

Every face falls except Unni's.

Yum, says Unni. Apples and grapes.

I like cherries, says Arthur.

Thank you, Arthur and Unni, says Belle et Bonne. Here have a few.

Everyone munches on the healthy local produce, and looks at the view. It's a very good view but they all saw it yesterday.

It's not like the last picnic.

Except that Freud-Niko is late once again.

Here he comes now in his onesie. His face is quite red.

Why are you wearing that costume? says Vello. It's a REST day.

If you knew how hard it was to get on, mutters Freud. Where is Ageless? Not here I suppose...

But Ageless is here.

Why did you refuse to ride up here yesterday? says Freud sternly.

Couldn't do it, says Ageless. Not with these legs.

But you could do it today, says Freud.

Ageless burps rudely.

Is this all there is to eat? asks Freud, looking at the fruit pips and peelings.

Yes, says Belle et Bonne. It's for their own good.

Lucky I brought this then, says Freud.

He opens a bag full of sausages, bread, olives and several bottles of Gigondas.

Gigondas! cries Vello. My favourite red! You life saver, Freud. Pour us a glass.

Now everyone is happy. Except Arthur. He is thinking about his two coins, and how he can't claim them.

Because he is meant to be Surfing-With-Whales. And vice versa.

Eureka! The answer is obvious.

But can he trust Surfing-With-Whales?


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