So, with tired legs and warn tyres we arrived in Luxembourg last Friday. After a mammoth sprint on the last two days we ended up getting to the border a day early. The trip was amazing: Great roads, countryside and exercise. I think we can all walk up stairs again. Belgium, and Luxembourg, may even beat the French on their quality of roads and accommodation of cyclists.
This is how you ride for success.
Before we set off on the trip i noticed a lack of concise guides to this route. On the whole we decided to carve our own route: This did mean that we ended up on the motorway a few times, but we were helped out by a friendly drunk driver. I will upload our guide, including all the best places to buy a few litres of cheap red, a substance that powered much of our progress.