The last houses of the village went by and soon there were fields and grooves around me. Passed three girls and exchanged some words with them. They were from Geneva and spoke French. And my French is not the very best. A little later a passed a man looking to be in his fifties. Also from the area around Geneva. He could speak a little English but I sensed that he preferred to walk alone. More small villages and a crossroad. I took the over the hill variant.
A fine walk along the river followed.

Well I did find the monastery and pushed the button at the front porch. Nothing happened. So I went away and back to the center of small Yenne. Found the only hotel that was open. However no possibility to eat there so it had to be a kebab at the only open place at the square. Returning to the hotel I passed the two German guys that I had met a couple of days before. Exchanged some words with them. They did also stay at the hotel that they said was "the only". Then I continued to the hotel. Rather tired for some reason. Phoned home and had a possibility to talk to Amelie. But the only thing she said was hello then she only listened. A phone is a mystical thing when you only are two.
En la cima de unos
de las colinas después Chanaz estaba una capilla. En la antigüedad había sido
el sito de una estatua de Sylvanus (Silvano) el espíritu tutelar del bosque. Un
poco después la senda muy escarpada descendía la pendiente alta. Muy difícil
con piedras y barro. Mi bordón telescópico fui muy útil. Más o menos imposible
cuando está lluviendo. En la Semana Santa mucho estaba cerrado en Francia. También
el monasterio en Yenne. Por esto, el hotel otra vez, el hotel único. Encontré otra
vez los dos hombres de Alemania fuera una cafetería cerca de hotel.
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