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... you walk. We stopped once at a café for tea and coffee and again
later in the day for lemonade, which was very pleasant, but there was nothing leisurely
Both the men are very nice, and they made pleasant
conversation. They both speak English, but one speaks English a little better
than the other. I could have sworn that they were both in their late 40’s,
which only shows what a poor judge of age that I am. One is 60 ...
... talked a bit about the trail and walked together for the next 5km until I reached my destination. I wished him good luck, and he continued on.
When I arrived at the bed and breakfast, it was a very lovely house. I was surprised by how big, clean, and well-furnished it was. I told the woman that I had reservations with Mr. K and she showed me into an absolutely beautiful bedroom with a four poster bed and private bathroom. The whole room was ...
... I didn't really know what to do with myself, so I window-shopped at the many porcelain shops in the city. Limoges is famous for its porcelain, and there are dealers everywhere selling it in varying quality. I also stopped at the grocery to buy ingredients to make dinner for myself and my companions.
After dinner, the sun was about an hour from setting, and I decided to visit the large gardens behind the cathedral. It had been so hot earlier in the day, that I ...
... starving, and I hoped it would be good. Of course, this is France, so the dinner was delicious. We were served first a soup made of that prickly weed, which was tasty. Then, she brought an enormous salad of pasta, lettuce, tomatoes, eggs, peas, carrots, potatoes, and chicken. She informed us that the lettuce, tomatoes, eggs, peas, potatoes, and chicken all came from the farm. In fact, one of the adorable little chickens I had been petting earlier was on my plate. I guess this is why ...
... flimsy that I didn’t think it could possibly be what had been causing the problem. Well, as soon as I started walking, I felt so much better. By the end of the trail, the pain that I had for days was nearly gone. My right shoe still has its insole and it feels perfect, but for some reason that arch just hit me on the wrong spot on my left foot. I wish that I had ripped that thing out weeks ago. Next time I’m in a big town, I’ll see if I can buy ...