Finished? Not quite

As we sat in the bar on the Promanade D'Anglais reflecting on our marvellous achievement, we wondered where we were heading for for the night.
The whole plan of this trip was to meet up with my and lornes family for a short holiday at the end of our journey. It was always planned that when we hit Nice we would head for the rented holiday home. I am sure when families were booking this accommodation I'd heard them say it was "about 30 minutes outside Nice"

As we sat in the bar watching the sun begin to set we looked (for the first time) at our final destination address and tapped it into scotts tomtom. The house was 35km away! Tomtom suggested 45 minutes But as we looked at the winding mountainous map route we knew it was going to be longer than that.
By the time we had got out of Nice, it was dusk. And we still had the mountain roads to face. I've mentioned before about the stress that piss-poor Vespa headlights can create. On top of that exhaustion. On top of that a sick engine. On top of that, both Scott and I had low fuel warning lights flashing! The race was on.

Despite taking wrong turnings and getting split and lost at traffic lights, I think it was a marvellous ride. Speeding up a mountain road on a wing and a prayer to get there before complete darkness and before fuel tanks ran dry. It was rather exciting :-)
It was completely dark when we finally arrived in the remote little village of Levens but the fuel held out

It was a strange feeling to "arrive"; great to have achieved the trip, but sad to have finished the trip. I guess all good things must come to an end, and we all agreed, it was going to be nice to not to have to put helmets, gloves and boots on again for a few days :-)