Hotels are hard to get. The streets are slam-packed with humanity. Stores are closed because it’s Sunday. But it is worth every inconvenience and hassle to make it to Paris and watch the final sprint live down the Champs Élysées. For one, it’s virtually the only time the Tour takes in a circuit, meaning you get to see the racers screeching down the cobbled streets and leafy avenues time after time. Find your way close to the finish line, as we did, and the jockeying and rough roads and blazing high speeds will literally make you smack your head in disbelief. It’s a hell of a show—a far cry from what you witness on TV—and, if you’re lucky, at the requisite post-race bar crawl, a few tired riders might even wander in. Buy them a round if you can. They’ve just punctuated your best holiday ever.
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