A brief message to my Tour de Fance loving compatriots:
MY DEARS! I cannot tell you how happy it makes me that you are all waiting to read my thoughts on all of the beauty, pageantry, style and panache of Le Tour! I am sorry that I have not been able to answer all of your e-mails individually!
As anyone reading this site probably knows, I am moving to Europe. My plane leaves the North American continent on Sunday, and from there, I shall go on to great adventures.
Le Tour, as fate would have it, also launches on Sunday, and on that day, I will MISS IT.
I have no doubt that colorfully lycra clad, beautiful skin having, heroic little monkeys on bikes will roll out one by one to test their strength on the opening time trial, and that they will be paragons of sporting virtue. I am certain that a worthy victor (I'm still cheering for that dreamboat, Fabian Cancellara) will mount the podium and look resplendent, but alas! It will all happen while I am flying from New York to London!
Dear Readers, the bad news is this: Crazy Jane will have her say regarding Le Tour, and the lovely, lovely creatures who ride it, but it may not be a daily contribution.
I will be traveling most of that time, and may not be able to actually SEE the tour everyday. However, the good news is that you can count on my doing every last thing I can to see as much of it as I can, and if at all possible, I plan to actually JOURNEY TO FRANCE and catch the last week IN PERSON, and WITH my camera.
Watch out, Fabian. I'm coming for you.