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About Nantes

Here’s the tea: it ain’t just rubbin’—it’s tease city! They use fancy feathers sometimes—yep, feathers! I ‘bout fell off the table laughin’, thinkin’ “Am I a dang turkey now?” And don’t get me started on the warm stones—felt like heaven decided to hug me personal. Surprised me so much, I near shouted, “Well, slap my ass and call me Riley!” Y’know, like that lil’ gal from the movie?

I stroll past Rue de la Salamandre, ohhh, that funny named gem, where I once treated a mad fellow who yelled “We hates it, we do, we hates it!” after a long day, his muscles twisted in pain. Pff, poor bastard, but yess. The parks, oh! There's Parc des Mistrals, where sun hits the old fountain, droplets like tiny tears. I once left my massage table there, and oh blimey, a gecko crawled on it! Precious... but we laughed.

'It was a bit worse than this but the outcome was the same’ - Brutal day out at Paris-Nice leaves Mads Pedersen reminiscing about World Championships win