It’s a bit of a bust today, up the hill out of town and then it’s a drag down flat roads and 8 foot high fields of corn for blocking any views.
I gee the boys up by telling them the advantage to this sort of ground is that we can speed up and get it over and done with. That sort of day.
As we arrive into Miramont-Sensacq we are greeted by a rare sight in France, a friendly dog. He follows us to the chapel where we get another first for our time in France, a distant sighting of the Pyrenees which are slightly more imposing to see than the Kaimai Mamakus. We while away a good half hour eating our classic baguette sandwich lunch looking down over the small village where we’ll be spending the night.
Camping at the Gite Communal turns into more of a scene than we feel it should given all we want is to be pointed in the direction of where to pop up our tents, but there’s a lesson in everything. We regret somewhat our drawn out lunch as we’ve just arrived behind what feels like approximately 30 French characters. It’s a slow process to check in as any sliver of sunshade and seats have been claimed and we sit on the dirt in the baking 40 degree sun cultivating headaches and fractious children for two hours while we wait through the laborious check-in procedure of two people at a time. Tensions increase when we realise half of them have also arrived in cars. I think we should probably have risen above these bitter feelings by now as we become spiritually enlightened by the walk but we aren’t quite there yet.
We set up our tents in the field next-door as directed, while a neighbours less friendly dog this time barks murderously at our every movement. Never mind, after a quick shower and securing some supplies from the one small shop across the road we are done.
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