The mountains seemed to recede even further behind us today as we passed rolling foothills towards the city of Basel. I had to scale one lung-busting 690m climb but the views from on-high were super. I felt relatively fresh today and the miles ticked by. I had no real complaints of sore legs or torn muscles at the end-point and, after the ordeals we faced in the first week or two, I appreciate feeling injury-free! Basel lies at the border of Switzerland, France and Germany and we drove ahead to visit the historic centre of the city which is located on the banks of the river Rhine. We pottered about for a few hours in the old streets and tucked into a good meal. We then polished off perhaps the most expensive bar of (Swiss!) chocolate you could hope to find – delicious!