{"id":1694,"date":"2016-07-09T21:11:59","date_gmt":"2016-07-09T12:11:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/slingadventures.com\/?p=1694"},"modified":"2018-08-20T06:32:47","modified_gmt":"2018-08-19T20:32:47","slug":"tour-de-france","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/slingadventures.com\/destinations\/andorra\/tour-de-france","title":{"rendered":"Tour de France, Andorra"},"content":{"rendered":"A piper is playing an infectious and lively tune. Twenty\u00a0middle-aged men in lycra dance merrily on a hairpin bend on the road. A colourful mob of Columbians are adorned in the bright colours of their national flag. Names of Quintana, Froome and Sagan are sketched into the smooth asphalt with white chalk.\u00a0A helicopter is hovering low overhead. The\u00a0tension is building. The peloton is coming.\r\n\r\nThis is Le Tour. The Tour de France. It's been a\u00a0life-long dream to witness the iconic\u00a03-week cycling event. Le Tour, for me, is normally consumed through a television set on the other side of the world in Australia. I typically follow the event from a darkened lounge room in the wee hours of the morning in winter. This is \u00a0three-week marathon of living in two very different time zones. Going from the edge of the sofa cheering some brightly coloured cyclists up a hill at 2am. Then turning around and doing\u00a0full days work\u00a04 hours later.\r\n