Dear France,
I am writing this letter to you today as a mark of my thanks. You hardly know me, we've only met the once, but I can say with a great deal of certainty, that for me, it was has been a life changing experience.
After a reasonable journey, you met me and indeed my friends with open arms. Your people treated me like a distant cousin, happy to help, even with those most stupid of questions. Your car drivers gave me space, were considerate and even at times admired the fine stead that I had chosen to use for my journey. Your bikers were first class; every one of them raising a hand in greeting as they acknowledged a fellow member of that most liberating of clubs.
Parts of your fine land reminded me of home, but I did not feel homesick, for I felt safe. Your villages and towns were beautiful with some of the most exquisite buildings taking centre stage amongst the delightful cafes and bistros.
The air was clean and fresh; the sky was the bluest I've ever seen and your food was devine. Your major roads are a marvel to behold. Smooth flowing ribbons of tarmac made riding beyond enjoyable and the country lanes tested my riding to the fullest, but maybe that could have been my bike settings more than a fault of your own.
Let me conclude by saying I will be back to spend more of time embracing your culture and enjoying the hospitality of your people
Until next time
Matt
I am writing this letter to you today as a mark of my thanks. You hardly know me, we've only met the once, but I can say with a great deal of certainty, that for me, it was has been a life changing experience.
After a reasonable journey, you met me and indeed my friends with open arms. Your people treated me like a distant cousin, happy to help, even with those most stupid of questions. Your car drivers gave me space, were considerate and even at times admired the fine stead that I had chosen to use for my journey. Your bikers were first class; every one of them raising a hand in greeting as they acknowledged a fellow member of that most liberating of clubs.
Parts of your fine land reminded me of home, but I did not feel homesick, for I felt safe. Your villages and towns were beautiful with some of the most exquisite buildings taking centre stage amongst the delightful cafes and bistros.
The air was clean and fresh; the sky was the bluest I've ever seen and your food was devine. Your major roads are a marvel to behold. Smooth flowing ribbons of tarmac made riding beyond enjoyable and the country lanes tested my riding to the fullest, but maybe that could have been my bike settings more than a fault of your own.
Let me conclude by saying I will be back to spend more of time embracing your culture and enjoying the hospitality of your people
Until next time
Matt
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