Last night I started talking to a couple of French girls who were eating dinner on the pontoon beside the yacht. I offered them a beer, then later went back to ask where the railway station was. Anyway, they came on board & sat & chatted & drank beer for an hour or two & it turns out that one of them is an actress & the other, Flo, is a reporter. She takes her Sony 3CCD camcorder away to places like Nepal & Morocco & films reports & tries to sell them to television companies. I then went off looking for McDonalds on my bike, realised that it was in the next town, & then got a puncture. So I continued walking for a mile or two, then came back sans le big Mac.