Le Puy to Condom - Day  20
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I had a disturbed night through no fault on my part, but my feet which seemed to dance around the bed. I also could not get over how cold my feet feel at night. I left at 06:40 in the rain .

Stopping at a place called Saint Antoine …which had a phone and a few houses, plus a Gîte. So I phoned our son Rob who was dry and warm in Sydney, where I was cold and wet in France.



This place was given its name from the religious order of Antonins who looked after people here during the middle ages in a hospital for ergotism …or St Anthony’s fire, caused by consuming cereal products contaminated by the ergot fungus. This resulted in a gangrenous condition of the hands and feet. With that little fact on my mind I carried on with my own feet problems & thought about the odd dubious cereal product I kept in my rucksack.

I then tried to walk quickly to Miradux to catch the morning service. Unfortunately that day the service was somewhere else. The shortage of priests is a problem in France. So I repaired to the local café, a depressing place in a non too exciting village. As there was no service I was now well ahead of myself and there was nowhere to go between me and the Gîte which was in the middle of nowhere This would not have mattered if the weather had been OK.

I worked my way through The Times when Elisabeth showed up and brought some sunshine into the proceedings.

Afterwards we headed out into the rain. We walked together to her Gîte in the village of Castet – Arrouy passing the ruin of a castle. I left Elisabeth standing by the ribboned war memorial outside the church. I then pressed on to my Gîte at Barrachin, which was a farm at some stage in its life.
 

At the Gîte was the German woman from Auvilar, who we discover is walking from Hidelburg in Germany to Santiago…this is no mean feat. But she is defiantly with the ‘Onward’ group of walkers.

Also there were two retired Danish doctors who do a couple of weeks very slowly over a number of years.

I worked my way through The Times when Elisabeth showed up and brought some sunshine into the proceedings.

Afterwards we headed out into the rain. We walked together to her Gîte in the village of Castet – Arrouy passing the ruin of a castle. I left Elisabeth standing by the ribboned war memorial outside the church. I then pressed on to my Gîte at Barrachin, which was a farm at some stage in its life.

At the Gîte was the German woman from Auvilar, who we discover is walking from Hidelburg in Germany to Santiago…this is no mean feat. But she is defiantly with the ‘Onward’ group of walkers.

Also there were two retired Danish doctors who do a couple of weeks very slowly over a number of years.

Both speak good English (and good everything else) as well as having a great sense of humour & interesting conversation. These guys fitted into the other camp and are tackling the route in two week stages, also at a very 'reasonable' pace.

The Gîte is a converted Garage on a farm & would be fine on a hot day, but it’s cold & damp, with a long walk across the farm yard to toilets & showers.The evening meal is good and shared with the family, with soup, carrot salad, paprika pork with mashed potato & finished off with an Il flotant.

Surprisingly, I did get a good nights sleep.