In addition to our wonderful dinner last night...homemade meatballs, cheesey potatoes, cheese, and plum pudding...we shared stories in French, English, and a bit of German with our fellow overnighters at the chambres d'hotes, 3 French hikers and a German who cycles the Camino from home each year. Breakfast was coffee, homemade plum and strawberry jams, French bread, and yogurt.
The weather was bright and sunny as we took off on the Compostel Bus to jump ahead 40 miles past two "killer" hills. That 50 minute ride would have been a 3 or 4 day walk. It was beautiful and we regretted, not for a minute, seeing it out the window.
We got off at Villeret and walked about 14 miles to St. Alban, again arriving in the rain at a nice chambres d'hotes, Les Genets. All cleaned up, we headed to town for dinner with the locals. This was one of the few places that we did not have a dinner made by our hosts. We met up with an Austrian woman we had met on the trail. She joined us and it was fun to hear about her walk. She had started out walking from home with a church group. Each year they would walk for two weeks and go home, starting the next year where they left off the previous one. Year after year, the group dwindled. Now she is walking alone, a long ways from Austria, and still many years from Santiago, at two weeks per year.
The weather was bright and sunny as we took off on the Compostel Bus to jump ahead 40 miles past two "killer" hills. That 50 minute ride would have been a 3 or 4 day walk. It was beautiful and we regretted, not for a minute, seeing it out the window.
We got off at Villeret and walked about 14 miles to St. Alban, again arriving in the rain at a nice chambres d'hotes, Les Genets. All cleaned up, we headed to town for dinner with the locals. This was one of the few places that we did not have a dinner made by our hosts. We met up with an Austrian woman we had met on the trail. She joined us and it was fun to hear about her walk. She had started out walking from home with a church group. Each year they would walk for two weeks and go home, starting the next year where they left off the previous one. Year after year, the group dwindled. Now she is walking alone, a long ways from Austria, and still many years from Santiago, at two weeks per year.
 Several photos from along the trail to St Alban |  |
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 Breakfast fixed by our hosts in St Alban |  Dessert at the restaurant in St. Alban |
 Our chambres d"hotes was a room and private bath in a lovely house |  Our hosts fixed breakfast and joined us to chat. |
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