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| Chavanay. |
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| Between Chavanay and Bessey. |
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| The church at Bessey. |
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| This way to Paradise. |
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| View from the woods. |
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| Someone's lovely driveway. |
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| Landscape with horses. |
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| The church at Saint-Julien-Molin-Molette. A friendly bar owner from this village phoned a hotel, Le Relais, in Bourg-Argental to book a room for me. |
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| Paradise in sight: the approach to Bourg-Argental. For the moment, a perfect world. |
4 comments:
Enviable landscapes for walking through. Oh for the life of the open road and the freedom to go where your footsteps lead you. To leave your momentary mark on a hamlet or town, interact with the chance met stranger and move on. I get sand in my wolrn out od shoes just looking at your blog.
When I look at the last photo of Bourg-Argental, I can easily understand how you experienced a perfect world, however fleeting, as you approached the village after a wonderful day of walking. I think I might have been tempted to hang up the backpack and stay a while, perhaps a lifetime.
Yes, those were wonderful landscapes, Arija. The open road calls me incessantly.
George - that was one of my most magical Caminos. No, THE most magical. The BEST. Perfect world.
I echo George's comment from that last photo. Perfection was never more perfect.
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