Eventually we drove to Paris. We didn’t go by helicopter to eat at La Tour d’Argent like our friend Oleg Tinkov. Like most of the people from the cycling community, we had steak-frites on the highway and we slept in a Campanile where hospitality was great. Better than if we had motor-homes. My staff and I still enjoy the Tour de France without living in a bling bling haven…
Marc Madiot, allegedly.
Hella sus Marc Madiot, a middle-aged Frenchman, would say “bling bling.” Maybe these Cyclingnews “blogs” are ghostwritten, maybe Marc Madiot blasts early 2000s Cash Money catalog in the team car. HMU if you can confirm either way.









