shortly after leaving the gite, i was strolling along some hedgerows when a car stopped before me at a farm gate. out popped a woman with a healthy couple of french baguettes and stuck them in the hollow tube welded to the top of the mailbox. brilliant, a rural delivery bakery!
the woman was all set to drive away when the lady of the house came running out carrying a loaf of some sort. they chatted a few moments, indulging in the freshly baked spice cake. i cannot say what did it in the end, whether the darting glances at the cake or my tongue hanging a mere centimetre above the gravel road. either way, madame took the hint and offered me a slice. mmmmm, right place, right time!
left aroue this morning and soon got to the top of a hill where i ran into swiss martin drinking in our first view of the pyrenees. glorious! also with him was patrick from lille with whom i spent the rest of the day. what a charming guy and great sense of humour.
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only a slice? :p
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