Today was my day-off, the only one I’ll be receiving during my stay here on Izaut-Rustica farm. I started my “hike” at around 10 this morning and got back at around 3:30. It wasn’t so much a hike as a really long walk. Unlike yesterday, I had a physical paper map with me, instead of a picture in my camera to direct me. The beginning started out a little rough: I took the wrong entrance to the trail…or so I thought. A lot of the time I thought I was lost, I figured it had something to do with my map-reading skills. To my delight, I wasn’t “lost” once. I right where I needed to be. The trails, on the other hand, were either missing or had been abandoned a long time ago and were now neglected patches of forest or field. Because of this, I had to turn around and chose another route.
Starting out. Gorgeous weather!
Crossing over the Job, entering the first town on my trek: Cabanac-Cazaux. If you were to follow le Job in the other direction, it’d take you all the way back to Karen and Lee’s.
France is crazy for ping-pong. They have these outdoor tables in parks in Paris, too.
Le Job. I was super tempted to jump in, but I’m sure the locals would look at me strangely. On my way back though, I stopped and drank some river water.
In Cazaux, a beautiful house with a beautiful garden in front. One of the nicest homes I’ve seen since I arrived.
In Encausse-les-Thermes, none of the stores were open (it’s Sunday), but there was a mini-market going on. So I bought a baguette and sat by the river in the shade and read the map. Life is good…mhm.
On my way back to Izaut. What I don’t understand is how they get soooo big, when all they eat is grass…
Starting up work again tomorrow. I’m going to take a nap, then maybe grab some sweets from the village.