Stage two saw us in the hills above the Cote d’azur, looking for a place to park. We happened upon the very cute village of Le Rouret, about 20 km east of Grasse. It turns out that the Tour de France is a good excuse for a party because the petanque pitch was filled with villagers, neighbors, and passersby like us.

The people of the village were making a few bucks as well. 5 euros is a bit steep for a sandwich, but it was probably the best one I’ve had in France. Tomatoes, little radishes, onions, lettuce, tuna, olive tapinade, LOTS of olive oil, salt and pepper, if you want to make one yourself.

While we waited for the riders to pass, we took pictures…

And then they arrived. Here’s the leadout group of four. They later got swallowed up by the peloton.

Then our first shot of Lance, although by accident. He’s in the mid-left of the shot, wearing the aqua-blue jersey of Astana.

Hmmm, now that I look at it I find it hard to see him myself. Try counting five back from the right!

Mark Cavendish won the stage today, as was expected by many. He has been virtually unbeatable this year and is by far the world’s best sprinter.