camino - villages and houses

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so we really had to come all the way to Condom to find a machine that automatically produces pizzas within three minutes . . . . .


after a short walk the first morning we reached Montreal where we had lunch on the Place and discouvered the young wine, or Bouret, as it is locally called.


after spending the night at the 'domaine du possible' we got to Eauze after an hour's walking in the morning. this is carole in front of the church, or the back of the church.

the gentlement with the stick invited us to have a look at 'la maison de l'embassadeur', at least this is what they think it is. carole was doing ethological work even on vacation . . . . just before that we had had a little apple tart drenched in Armagnac from the region.



not well readable, this is the old train station of Bretagne de l'Armagnac.



a lovely house.

i was less interested in the house, but maybe you notice the Renault 5 standing in front of it, elie's long time passion. so every R5 i saw during the trip was captuered, but there were not many.


our gite in Arblade-le-Haut. we stayed in the longish house visible to the left of this large house. we had a room private to ourselves without flees this time, which was nice. we were spoilt the night before in this place with armagnac, wine, good food, and entertaining company: monsieur coquillard, the two sisters (brunette and blond) with one husband and interbagages, helen ex-switzerland, and two more quiet french men. you get to know the crowd on the camino and at night radio camino is running well into the night.


even though we went to bed before 10 every night, sleeping till 7.30 was no problem at all. i wish i could sleep that long at home as well. this is just another house. interesting how they add a modern house to the old one.


just another house that i liked.



carole in front of the village of pimbo. it mainly consists of a very old church, a centre de recueill pour le pellerins, a few mail boxes, a gym with classes and 200 inhabitants. but lunch was lovely and we saw 'turnschuh-tussi' again up there.


this was a gite overlooking a plain with the pyrenneas in the back. the house was huge and inhabited by the family, while guests were accommodated in a purpose-built little bungallow right in front of the view.



this is the terrace of the bungalow where we had our dinner the night before. bourret, cheese, bread, couscous, beetroot salad. fantastic.





i don't quite remember where that was, maybe in arzacq-arraziguet, our last stop.