The converted convent dorm was strangely tranquil last night. All seemed to have enjoyed a good night's sleep. As intimated, threats and enforced mantras, re an aforementioned snorer, work. Perhaps, too, the spectre of his cruel, cruel wife standing over him with a cane (almost used the previous night in our converted schoolroom) did the trick.
We woke to breakfast all laid out on long tables by our host which we could have whenever desired. Each space was set with a basket of goodies. A welcome & different touch was apples.
Our walking today was long but very enjoyable and we were relieved not to get lost at the end of the day, like yesterday. We found ourselves lost in the middle of the day, instead. We had stopped for a couple of hours at a town, Condom, and enjoyed visiting the cathedral and wandering around the square where a market was in full swing.
When it was time to go, our Camino markers were very difficult to find and several people we inquired of had absolutely no idea. After much wandering around, we eventually discovered how to get out and soon were out in the wonderful French countryside again.
We passed through few little villages today, so had long stretches of being alone in nature, with plenty of silence that was conducive to contemplation. That's when we didn't have to concentrate hard whilst slip-sliding through mud, of which there was still plenty.
Our gite tonight is run by a seasoned Camino pilgrim who is kindness personified. Dinner was not only delicious but great fun with a Ukrainian, two French, a German, a Swiss and us. We were swapping experiences of other Caminos we'd done, or hoped to do, and it was wonderful getting other people's perspectives.
C'est la Vie
Geoff & Lyn