The Joys of Walking

The Joys of Walking

Day 21 I traveled from the village of Marsolan through Condom–which, to my understanding, has no etymological relation to its similarly-named latex brother–and beyond to a small farm near a village called Larressingle.     On the way, as is often...
Many Long Days

Many Long Days

Travel One of the most amazing things about travel is the people you meet. The Way is no exception. Travelling brings people from disparate backgrounds, ages, skin colors, religions, genders, beliefs, every difference imaginable, it brings them together and makes them...
Cahors

Cahors

Cahors After my last post’s beautiful sunrises, The Way stayed along the River Lot for several miles leading up to Cahors.     Just like Conques, Cahors is another major transition point along The Way, one which everyone talks about and many people...
Walking Alone

Walking Alone

One thing I’ve found along The Way in France, a thing that perhaps a part of me thought I might find, a part that wanted to even, is the feeling of being alone. In reading this first sentence, I would ask you what you feel in your mind hearing that: concern,...
Into The Cele Valley

Into The Cele Valley

Events Up To Figeac Somehow I dragged myself out of my campsite in Livinhac on day 11, August 3rd I think, at 5:30 AM to start walking to the city of Figeac. Waking up that early brings the reward of beautiful sunrises.     The day was uneventful except in...