Once a year we have a Swiss cycle race through our country. The route varies, but once they decided to come through our town, even through our village and on the road near to our apartments. My neighbour told me, and so there I was poised on the side of the road with my camera in my hand waiting for them to arrive. I must have been waiting about half an hour and then they began to approach. First of all some motor bikes and suddenly they were there. I think in a minute they were through the village, but what an experience – the best cyclists from Europ9e.