We walked back to the train station to see what transportation would be available to get Ann to the airport tomorrow morning. The is an airport bus that runs every 15 minutes. Rather than having a possible hassle with morning buses, we decided to have her take a taxi instead. Besides, we couldn't find the bus stop and it is going to be raining.
Back at the hotel, we found our ride leaders and some of our riders.
We went to an early dinner at a forgettable restaurant. Ann's crepe was OK. My veal scallopini was tough and tasteless. The wine made up for it.
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