A few weeks ago we had an unexpected run-in with the Tour de France. As our friends Jeff and Shannon were in town, we decided to spend a day in London. With the two kiddos, it's easier to drive to the nearest tube station just outside the city limits and tube in, rather than take the train in to King's Cross, and then the tube from there.
I knew the Tour was going through Cambridge and on to London that day, but it didn't occur to me to check the route.
We decided to catch the tube in Epping, and after hitting roadblocks and people massing toward the centre of town, we quickly realized that the Tour must be going through there. From where we were able to park it would have been a 2 mile walk to the tube station. No thanks! We had a dilemma: drive another 30 minutes to another tube station, or just wait an hour and a half to 2 hours for the Tour to come through?
The majority vote won and we stayed. Luckily Rafe had his little excavator with him and there was dirt, so he was happy. Arlo was manageable as well. We took a few photos while we waited and enjoyed the festive atmosphere. I tried taking a video, but it's a little crazy because I started freaking out when the cyclists rode by, as there were no barriers and Rafe was standing right there...I was afraid he'd cause a crash!
It was a fun time...and I later I wrote "see Tour de France" on my bucket list and checked it off.