tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post3724799765354637481..comments2023-12-30T17:31:11.883+00:00Comments on The Solitary Walker: A Difficult DayThe Solitary Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-47811487720545885172009-10-12T06:17:49.488+01:002009-10-12T06:17:49.488+01:00Seems like that Barran stretch is the curse of all...Seems like that Barran stretch is the curse of all walkers! At least you missed the delights of the pilgrim gite, complete with its rusty cooker and bed bugs...<br /><br />Word verification: slyme!The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-74037658120894362782009-10-11T23:39:05.682+01:002009-10-11T23:39:05.682+01:00Enjoying your blog again, now that we have walked ...Enjoying your blog again, now that we have walked over the same territory. Before Burran we had been walking thru muddy fields, huge clods sticking to our feet and poles. Finally get to Burran at noon on Sunday, it is pouring down rain, but Miam Miam says there is a bar/restaurant. We go thru the arch into the town, no one in sight, but see the bar sign ahead. With a sigh of relief, we proceed to it, and find a long abandoned, shuttered building. So we keep going, looking for shelter from the rain. We spot the spire of the church ahead to the right and head for it. Many churches have a sheltered overhang, or at least we could step in for a minute and get shelter. Up the street to the church, locked, no overhang, no shelter. Absolutely the low point of our trip. We trudge on up the side street of the church, looking for any shelter. There are still no signs of people. Finally we see a covered driveway, and duck in, shed our rain gear, and get out our lunch. Rested and fed, we proceed on, and almost immediately, come to the the big sheltered town square. A few moments later we pass the public restrooms, which we also urgently needed. Both fed and relieved, we go on to Edna's unique CdH in l'Ilse de Noe, and from then on, the trip got better.Timecheckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03655966328174898998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-58728263727873828802008-12-04T10:34:00.000+00:002008-12-04T10:34:00.000+00:00Bonne chance, as they say over there. It will real...Bonne chance, as they say over there. It will really enhance the Camino experience for you, I'm sure. Are you thinking of Spanish lessons later - for the post-Pyrenean stretch?The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-50880688318736382522008-12-04T02:37:00.000+00:002008-12-04T02:37:00.000+00:00Sounds like one of those days when you'd like to h...Sounds like one of those days when you'd like to have stayed in bed with the covers pulled over your head...oh, bedbugs, you say, maybe not a time to stay put.<BR/><BR/>Ralph and I are now taking French lessons and are hoping that on our next Camino trip we'll be as fluent as you (highly doubtful!).<BR/>Susan Alcorn<BR/>"Backpack45"backpack45https://www.blogger.com/profile/09190807650290868236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-73645750812626980082008-11-20T12:26:00.000+00:002008-11-20T12:26:00.000+00:00Yes, whether a Golden day or a Leaden Day, it's al...Yes, whether a Golden day or a Leaden Day, it's all part of the Pilgrim's Table of Elements!The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-52577774886296922092008-11-19T14:25:00.000+00:002008-11-19T14:25:00.000+00:00What a day. Dogs pissing on you and bed bugs. All ...What a day. Dogs pissing on you and bed bugs. All aprt of the pilgrimage experience, I suppose.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com