My timing isn't very good at arriving at the destination during their "open" hours. After a sandy ordeal for a few hours followed by an easy bike path part, all totaling 20.7 km (12.9 mi), I found the reception desk at a huge vacation resort (with a few places set aside for pilgrims) closed from 1:00 to 5:00 pm--so it's 2 1/2 hrs lying in the grass under the shade of a tree and blogging!
Aline, the hostess last night, was an angel--she tried to make my stay as comfortable and nice as possible. She even picked me up last night thinking I had gotten lost--fact is, my GPS took me some crazy sandy path the last kilometer! She primarily takes in pilgrims, and I felt guilty being fed so well--that's not what it's all about. The picture of the gourmet salad with cheese and prawns was just one of the courses Aline served. I posted a picture of her along with Mimi--a real trail angel. (Only 2 more nights in France and then it's back to raw basics.)
I took a rest at an unusually idyllic spot with bridge over a small streamin front of me--a passerby captured the moment including a rare reflection of the sun off my forehead.
