On the first of May 2017, Margot and I packed our bikes onto a plane to Paris.
Then, breathing deeply of second-hand cigarette smoke, we put them together in a taxi rank at Charles de Gaulle airport and rode off on our adventure.
More than two months later, we packed the bikes in Barcelona for the trip home.
To see what happened in between – click on the photo essay below. In six parts, each links to the next: