I approach Pentecost Sunday openly, not knowing what it will bring me.
It will be a day full of encounters. The distance for Pentecost Sunday is not that long, only 27 km in a relaxed manner.
Lauzerte in the morning sun on Pentecost
After a short distance, an old pigeon house, pigeons were eaten and the manure used for fertilizing.
Cherries are offered by the roadside in exchange for a donation. Then I meet Erik, a Luxembourgian who retired at the age of 55, I walk with him for over an hour. He walks an average of over 40 km daily, which is too much even for me. It rains, but the rain passes quickly.I start a conversation with an American and a French woman, and then I have a conversation with Jerome and Regina, a slightly older couple, on a rest bench. Jerome speaks good German, is enthusiastic about Marie Curie, and we talk a lot. Maybe we will see each other again?After arriving at the Gîte in Mossiac, I walk through Mossiac with Andreas, a German.Canal des Deux Mers: the extension of the Canal du MidiThe evening ended well in community. However, I still found a message from my friends in Arnstadt, who took care of Babsy, not fair:
