Ferme de Candeloup
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- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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... Spain which is tantalisingly close. Tapas beckon. We were welcomed cheerfully by Anna and Chris at our wonderful millhouse with cool water running under and beside and making the heat very bearable. We sat outside for a chat with wine and before long had discovered several mutual friends who now live in Cairns. Small world. Unloading, unpacking, a trip to the grocery shops, and we were exhausted. We slept with the hum of running water and no mosquitoes. This is going to be ...
... facts were uncovered during dinner:-
Maximus Gobby’s first name is Graham, Wendy or Wilbur
BazzzMarty’s first name is Eugene
Bazza’s first name is really Barnaby
5.0 The Future
What a Day.
We will be picked up early tomorrow to commence our cycling adventure.
”The Solid 4” is no more.......
... was nothing in the world that I could not do. All the things that have come easily to me were nothing in comparison to this. I could look down, hundreds of meters below me and say, I did that….and I can do so much more. At the top, there was a small chapel in a circle of trees. I laid down and watched the clouds go by. I have seen many beautiful things on this trip, but this was by far the most beautiful moment. I was sweaty, ...
... foot was really starting to ache, and I couldn’t stand the idea of walking around the town yet another time in search of food that may or may not have been there. My companions, who met on the trail, and have been traveling together for two months, could not get passed this argument. They decided that in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port they would both go their own way. Two months is a long time to spend every moment with someone, and I think that they stand the best chance ...
... considering how hot it was.
We took her advice and ate lunch at the café Pitchoun, where the chef was more than happy to make us some vegetarian platters. We ate and laughed then played with the wifi. As we were walking to the office of tourism, where we would pay for our lodgings, my companions ran into a Belgian man they had once traveled with. He was now traveling with a Basque man and a German guy. We told them that there were exactly three ...