Last night was much colder and wetter than I expected it would be. Not much sleep was had. But I’m glad I experienced camping in the cold. The worst-case scenario of a went tent and cold sleeping bag is, in fact, no real problem at all.
The ride from Orleans to Gien was scenic. Gien itself is no bueno. Everything is closed. There isn’t much here that could be open, to begin with. The hotel I’m staying at is dry, which at this point is all I care about. I dried my tent then walked into Gien. Not a whole lot there, but I got a falafel wrap, sat, and read on the river for a bit.
Tomorrow is on to Nevers, which seems like it has more going on.
This falafel saved my life 
Goodnight, Gien.
