A rebel without a clue.

( https://www.evernote.com/shard/s315/sh/1bc417a5-1063-4e75-abf1-d666dd8e4bdb/4cc30b703f7a6b84898a78b9c7fe1550) I need to clear out of this town as soon as the dawn has broken. All I needed here was those functional things we take for granted when we have occupational responsibilities. Saved three madam from Quebec the indignity of Gites Calypso. A man with a badly tattooed arm, a collosal 'I've never even been in a boat' faux sailor's air and huge wowser. How easy is it to see vagueness in out of the way places? The self same vagueness England's pubs exhibit. So far I've managed only a couple of beers at meal times. Last night I ordered a half bottle of Vin a la Maison. It was to wash the food down and was insignificant. Having eaten my fill at the Hotel Aubrac for lunch I will abstain from anything else until I cross the street, duck into the Rival store and pick up my provisions for 35kms tomorrow from 8am. The first part of the pilgrimage is concluding with...

Pilgrimage Pause Pt.2. Washing day. Real nothing day. Bought a couple of things I'll need for camping after I reach Conques, including a purposeful multiple knife: Victorinox. Last expensive day too. Next location only €8.50 per night. This town is quiet at 12:30 as everything closes for the afternoon, but for a change the sun is out so it feels like a great day to stay put. Spent a tidy sum on dinner last night as everything is otherwise closed on Dimarche. Been to the pharmacy for foot cream, voltoron gel and contact lens solution. Did a wash first thing and now everything is back to clean for another four days muddiness. Meant to rain on Tuesday and be about 10 degrees centigrade. It is a surprise that the weather here on the Aubrac Plateau is exactly like the UK. It's a kilometre closer to the sun so that must, by degrees, makes it feel like the UK. All the flora and fauna is identical too. Like an island in south central France. If anything we are still in early spring he...