Damn this is pretty impressive, check the phone flip thing later in the viedo. The End Is Nigh

Having not slept the night before, cycling to London bridge with a massive bike box on my back at 2am, getting on a train to Gatwick and catching my flight, the flight was less than 2 hours and pretty decent. I landed in Toulouse, built my bike and tried to find a train station. Toulouse is pretty big and I got super lost. Some parts looked proper villagey

Eventually I found the main station, bought a ticket and made my way to the platform. Turns out it was a coach - could be worse. After waiting for an hour or so I started loading my bike onto the coach, but then the dude said I couldn’t get on, pointing to a sign in his window that must have said no bikes or some shit in French

What a dick, as if I could have read the sign before he arrived

So, at midday I set off for Castres on my bike. Some parts of the ride were pretty intensely difficult, and I was stressed that I would be late meeting my friends in Castres - who were taking a train from somewhere - who would be leading me to Cal’s house. Intense hills, massive sun and I somehow only stopped twice, one to raise my slammed saddle and apply the crème solaire and once to drink a beer and refill my water

this looked so beautiful to me right then, wow

3 in the morning on the way to Gatwick, some pretty rad sprays on the train

Man this is so sick, all the images taken from thrift shop books and that, awesome narration too from Kelly Sears. Definitely worth checking out

A package from phil, cheers for that