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About Montpellier

Oh, and get this—fun fact! In some places, prostitutes used bells on their shoes. Jingle-jangle, lettin’ folks know they’re comin’! How’s that for style? I’d be tickled pink hearin’ that—prolly trip over my flippers tryna peek. Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but dang, it’s a hoot thinkin’ bout it!

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