Spent the afternoon watching Tour de France rather than work.
It was just so thrilling I couldn’t keep my eyes (or ears away).
At the last few km, Chris Froome and Bradley Wiggins accelerated, leaving the rest in the dust, and perhaps Chris Froome could have won the stage had he not kept looking over his shoulder and waiting for Wiggins. But kudos to him for sacrificing personal glory for the team.
At the end of the day, Wiggins may win the yellow jersey, but the real winner is really TeamSky. Pity the winner of the Tour had to be one person. I hope the media writes about the team, especially Chris Froome. Not saying that Wiggo hasn’t worked hard, but I don’t think he could have done it without the team, and I’m sure he knows that.
Visited Windsor Castle at Windsor the other day.
Windsor is a really pretty town, but it still feels like part of London. The train station, the cafes and stuff, they don’t feel like the English countryside.
Windsor Castle is lovely, extremely ornate, though I can’t say it is as impressive as the French palace. It is still nice though, and we found out what E II R meant. Elizabeth the second, queen (in Latin).
Visited Eton as well. That place just smacks of elitism.
Also found out that Boris Johnson is an Etonian, and a prefect at that. It’s rather hard to imagine.
The train there and back weren’t too crowded, albeit we went on the off-peak times.
Saw someone bringing a bike on the train on the way there. Also noticed bicycle parking on the platform at the station of Windsor.
Note: Don’t use any of the cash machines along Camden Road, that is not run by banks. The cash machine I used yesterday wouldn’t spit out my cash. And the man who tried to use it before me didn’t have the decency to let me know about it.