I woke at 8:30 after a very good night. The companions of yesterday are gone. It’s gonna be a long and lazy day. After dressing I went to the bar for coffee and then to the bakery for bread and chocolatine (it’s the same same as pain au chocolat) as the guy of yesterday told me. Back at the gite I sit in the garden with my leg up and a cold wet towel on it, while I am eating. After the eating reading. Terrible but necessary. My leg is better than yesterday less painful and less swollen. In the afternoon I went to the Mairie to pay and posting a card to Bernadette. As I came back there was another pilgrim in the gite. He is ex military and from bretagne. He too will go to St. Jacques de Compostella from his home. Although to conversation is difficult we manage. It’s nice no to be alone for a change. Tomorrow I will go on with my journey l hope everything will go well. Till tomorrow