2 Corinthians 12: 9 "But He said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for power is made perfect in weakness.' So, I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me."
In the 13th century bastide town of Miradoux, I stayed in the pilgrim-friendly gîte Bonté Divine with 10 French ladies (one was camping) and just two men. I would later spend some time walking with four of them at a later point along the way. One woman, from Brittany, was quite outspoken, and has us laughing at her story of how she started walking the chemin for the first time a decade before.
The gîte itself was a very quirky place but the host couple were lovely.
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| A fantastic dinner at Bonté Divine served by Stéphane |
It was a huge contast in weather leaving Miradoux that next morning. A front must have come in as it was overcast in the early morning, which made walking much more pleasant.
Five kilometers out we passed through Castet Arrouy, or "red castle." It is Occitane territory, a language related to Catalan in Spain, and many place names are in French and Occitane. The plan was to make it to Lectoure because there is a restaurant there that supposedly had a pilgrim menu for only EUR 10 available Monday - Friday at lunchtime. Unfortunately this is no longer true, but the lunch was a good buy anyway at "Le Bastard," available for EUR18 and included dessert.
Lectoure is a bastide town, so up on a hilltop, good-sized, and a challenge to climb at the end of the day's walk, but worth it.
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| Leaving Miradoux |
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| the church was closed in the early morning when I left |
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| Lectoure, the cathedral towering over the town |
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| Coffee at Le Bastard |
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| thirsty fields en route |
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