After a good and cozy breakfast with Menno and Jet I said goodbye to them. An excellent lunch was put in my hand. In the meantime Gonnie and Niek, who live several tens of kilometers from here, arrived. Gonnie and I walked and talked all day together. “Lunch” in a bus house full of cobwebs. 

Boys and girls, shit happens, miracles too! I’m sitting here like a prince in the cushions, at Henrietta and Menno Westra’s and their three lovely children aged 9 to 12 j. Address 24800 Thiviers, which is still in la douce France, of course. They are so kind to give me two days of shelter and 

    After a quiet breakfast with Pascal and Marie-Luce Olive I first checked with their help for quite a while my itinerary for the rest of the week. Pascal arranged a farrier for Leon, of course Leon. Le Marechal Ferrant, French for blacksmith, beautiful new word I learned, will come Saturday morning at 9 

Monday evening , already too late now, so just a short report. Because it’s so busy, or rather by the slow walking of Leon, without horseshoes, I have no opportunity to reply to the comments to my blog. Throughout the day fog. From 3 p.m. it was getting better and finally the weather got even 

  Because it is late, this is a short story. It was raining cats and dogs when I got up this morning in Chateau Puyferrat , but upon departure at 8.45 a.m. it was “dry”. The group of people who had a party last night were still asleep. I had for breakfast all the rests 

Police finds Leon and me    Having a drink in a cafeteria, socializing with the boss and his wife   Chateau Puyferrat, my pilgrims home for E 15    Bedroom in the castle Before being on the run, I usually need, believe it or not, 1.5 hours from the alarm until the final moment of 

  Before going to bed last night I checked my text messages at the spare phone. The last few days I received 35. Sorry, I did not answer any of them: since days I had no phone coverage, no wifi to update my blog, so no emails. Devoid of the outside world, wandering along the 

  Smallest community of France Christmas scene Everywhere X-mas cribs in Frances smallest community On New Year’s day the various text messages that I wrote were not sent. No network coverage. I wrote the text messages anyway, assuming that they would be sent sometime today while walking. Now it proves out that I have had 

   Mr. en mrs. Lacaux in the morning when saddling the horse. After breakfast together with married couple Lacaux in les Esseintes, Petit Champ 1. Z33194, mme. Laceaux brought Servé to the station of La Réole. Due to a frozen rails switch, there were problems right away, but because my handy doesn’t work in this area 

  church of Bazas early Tuesday morning Because we went to sleep late we got up a little later than usual. Servé checks if Leon is still there and yes, we can have a relaxed breakfast. I am completely startled when 30 minutes later I get outside and, like a devil’s list, Leon proves to be