- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... At this point, it was after 9:30 and we were going to bed. We had plans to wake at 6am. When went to brush my teeth, the man and woman literally cornered me and started asking me extremely personal questions. Then they five times demanded that I sing for them, which I flat-out refused. Finally, I made my escape and went to bed. For the next two hours, the family ate and laughed and sang in the same room where we were trying to sleep. They didn’t ...
... in a row) to take videos for me of the architecture, since I couldn’t stop to see it myself. I didn’t even have to ask! I think that this is very kind of them. When they returned from errands, we made a very simple dinner in the refuge. At this point, I was itching with cabin fever and asked if they wanted to accompany me to a local bar. We made the slow walk there (for the first time in days, I was able to walk without the aid of my trekking poles). We ...
... I was hitting my limit. The pain in my foot was growing again and the walk was becoming more difficult with each step. Of course, the entry to the town was a very steep and muddy hill, but when we finished, we emerged into the center of the town. There, the other pilgrims from the night before were already at a local café, so we decided to stop there too. I was in luck because the café had wifi, and it had been days since I had been able to update my blog. ...
... we reach St-Jean together and that he didn’t care how long it took. If I must walk slower, they will walk slower too. I was both relieved and touched by this sentiment, and I am happy that I will not have to continue alone.
They then went to a local sports store to buy some gear, and I stayed in bed at the refuge. I was having my own private pity party which included me staring at the cracks in the wall and thinking about how slow ...
... up to us, and for the next four hours it really and truly poured. We stopped once along the way for tea, but the rain just got stronger. By the end of the walk, we were soaked through all of our rain gear. There wasn’t anything that wasn’t wet. My feet were also very sore today, but I ignored it and continued walking. By time we got to the refuge and I removed my shoes, I was unable to walk without limping.