Lectoure - Condom 27kms

September 23

Yes, Condom. I have other body parts where a bit of extra protection might immunize me from unfortunate consequences, but I'm not supposed to talk about my toes....
Les thought it was a beautiful walk, and I'm sure it was. However, since it is the third day of walking, the curse of St Jacques has befallen me again. Such it was that a young french couple passed me toward the end of the day, complimenting me on the "deliberate and gliding" rythm of my pace. I thanked them for their observation, mentioned something about my feet, and lamented the failure of my parents to bestow me with good toe DNA.

Fortunately Les did not have listen to my laments as she attached herself to a Danish man and walked ahead of me for a few hours. As expected, she knows his entire life story.

We said goodbye to our friend Johaness who will be walking more kilometers than us the next few days.

Condom itself is a pretty town, and most importantly is blessed with a one-star Michelin restaurant - Les Tables des Cordeliers. It should be a two-star cause the meal was exquisite, service supreme and the setting extraordinary - a coverted 14th Century chapel.

Tommorow will be a short day - only 18kms...we shall see.