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Day 24 : A Drizzly Day :]
-Les Quatre Chemins- Last night was an experience, that’s for sure. My roommates were the loudest snorers I’ve ever experienced – couldn’t tell if it was the thunder shaking the walls or them. The storm was brilliant though. Ink black sky, the last few gray clouds swallowed by the darkness,…
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Day 23 : Demi-Pension and Pensioners
-Les Estrets- It was an interesting way to wake up, that’s for sure. Four strangers with entirely seperate schedules and ideas of decency. The man leaves with a rustle at 6.30am. I don’t realise. The woman turns the bright lights on at 7.00am on the dot. Fair play. My Parisian…
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Day 22 : (Fake) Slushie Induced Nostalgia
-???- I had more than a few odd dreams last night, and I woke up thinking of swallowed worlds and dying stars, and to the sound of the first pilgrim of the morning crunching his way along the gravel path. Up and at ’em, I guess :] It was 7.30am,…
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Day 21 : Changes in Plan
-Pratclaux– Last night was, oddly, pretty rough. The knees didn’t help, what with my general painful tossing and turning, but more than that it was fucking hot. It was 13* outside, all the windows were open, there was no heating and it was boiling. I spent most of the night…
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Day 20 : ‘La Poste Isn’t That Bad Actually’ and Assorted Sentiments
-Le Puy-en-Velay- This morning started the way any good morning should; sleeping through Mass. I went to bed ready to be blessed and holy, and woke up forty minutes after the blessing and holiness started. Oops. Turns out it’s way harder to wake up at 7.00am when you only fell…
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Day 19 : Conditioner Confusion and Other Mundane Rest Day Things
-Le Puy-en-Velay- I woke up this morning with a plan. I had a list, I would be checking it so many more times than twice, and I would start immediately. Imagine. First came the task of actually getting up and dressed and outside my tent, which brought me solidly to…
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The Via Gebennensis : An In-Depth Report (Kinda)
After 363.6 kilometres and eighteen days, I finished the 350 kilometre journey from Geneva, Switzerland, to Le Puy-en-Velay, France. I crossed the majority of the Auvergne-Rhône-Alps region on foot, tested my physical limits, and learnt how to budget (almost). It was a taster of what was to come, but I…
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Day 18 : Stubbornness Gets You to the End, Actually
-St-Julien-Chaptueil- I’ll be honest, last night wasn’t great. Picked an awful bench, had a streetlight in my eyes, couldn’t get comfortable, all the usual whines. I had planned to be up around 8.30am, to restock, but I had my boots on the way with the stars still in the sky.…
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Day 17 : Jinxes and Own Goals
-Tence- I woke up at, drumroll please, 9.16am. Which is, somehow, the latest I’ve gotten up since Yenne. And it felt.,,. awful? I felt groggy and m o r e tired and just unproductive. This is terrible news; it means the science was right. Damn. All these years of attempting…
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