In the air. Not too bad a trip with about 3 hours' sleep on each of the two main legs.
As always seems to be the case in Europe, there was a mixture of results; France, which I had planned as the prelude, turned out to be the competitive high point. I certainly need to be a lot stronger to be really competitive in the soft ground, particularly of the Nordic variety. Also a little concerned that the Achilles didn't really last the distance.