2017-09-30 Condom - Nogaro (23/595 km)

Water dams a day filling in water from above

A rather rainy day. And looking forward in the weather forecast the coming week will be rainy too. It's not that comfortable to walk in full rain dress with poncho and all. But if needed it is what one has to do. Passed several of those water holes that are being use for agriculture.

Obviously my watch should now show GMT - but no

Saw some german/french speaking people at the place where I had breakfast before starting the walk of the day. It proved to be two ladies from Switzerland one from the German speaking part and on from the French speaking part. They spoke Switzer-deutsch with each other. And that is a variety of German that I don't understand. When the man from Belgium got in it became French and some English. And I destroyed it all with just English. Languages are interesting.

Landscape and tracks in rain are not that exiting. And today is was like yesterday only a bit more wet. Wine is grown everywhere and at a farm they offered coffee and grapes. A short break for me since i had hoped for lunch at Manicet. But the restaurant was not open so I had to continue all the way to Nogaro to have something to eat. But that worked.

A man with east Asian outlook passed me but he was a lot quicker than me so we never got contact. On the way I also passed a group of seven french women that asked me to to take their photo that I did. After I had eaten half of my burger - today's lunch - these women dropped in and got a table next to me. They seemed to pilgrims-for-one-day judging from their pack and dress. But you never know.

After eating I walked into the city of Nogaro, but really noting. So I went back to the crossing where I had seen the sign pointing towards the communal gite and some hundred meters later found the gite and got a bed in a round room together with about 25 others around the walls. Interesting arrangement. In several of the beds I see people that I have met or passed during the last days. Let's see if we can have a common dinner later. Actually I got an invitation. But this time I had to decline.

Nogaro is, if I have understood correctly, a racing town so I hear motors from cars (?) racing in the background where I sitting right now and writing this in the kitchen of the gite.

Mucha lluvia de nuevo. Me siento como un buzo, con un traje que hace agua. Pera también un día de encuentros. Una mezcla de persones de Bélgica y Suiza y otros paises. Tengo problemas con personas de Francia que no hablan otra lengua. En el albergue comunal de Nogaro encontré muchos de los personas de los días pasados.