Long time readers of this blog might remember way back in the day when I lived in France, I biked 160 km (100 miles) motivated largely by the prospect of eating a Burger King Whopper? And then, thanks to train schedule disruptions, failed to eat said burger?
I find out (thanks to the very funny Penelope Jolicouer ) that to go to such lengths is not unusual for the Whopper bereft French (watch to the end):
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