Today the weather was very nice all day, blu sky, little wind, perfect.

I passed a couple Gites good for future pilgrims. Unfortunately that detracted from my navigation. Instead of turning sharp left, I simply walked straight ahead. Mistake discovered after 50m so I turned 180 degrees and walked back and turned right and back on the right road. Second mistake. Remember the first was sharp left, not just left. Sloppy navigation Jonas. Anyway on route. Today was short, but due to my idea of walking in a straightish direct route I had to climb up on ridges and down in the valleys where the villages are located and protected from the prevailing winds and closer to water. 15km felt like 25km, but I entered The Abbey St Paul in good time mid afternoon. Was shown my room,spartan 1950 French modern. I was told: Supper at 19.30. Meet here 19.20.

I had time to think ahead, interrupted by the bell every quarter of an hour.

We were 8 guests and about twenty monks. Only two of us walking pilgrims. 4-5 students of a sort and one person who, I got the impression wanted to join the order. First some chants of a hymn? Soup for starter, Lightly roast potatoes and stewed spinach, Blueberry youghurt for desert. All eaten in silence. It sounds very simple but everything must have been super fresh from their own garden full of flavour and prepared with skill.