LE CHEMIN – SAINT RÉVÉRIEN
Although I planned to take as little as possible with me in my backpack and was well prepared, I was not prepared for the heat. The villages I passed often seemed abandoned with no grocery store to buy water. Sometimes, I rang the bell in a private house to ask to fill my water bottle.
Mercilessly, the sun burned down on the asphalt road. Every old oak tree giving shade was a relief from the heat. I had taken the wrong shoes with me – heavy hiking shoes where my feet could not expand. My feet were burning.
However, despite my problems, the walk was pure joy. White cattle were grazing on the meadows, palaces where greeting from the distance and huge fields of soya and wheat were stretching to the horizon. In the often-abandoned looking villages with deteriorating stone houses, swallows were flying in and out of their nests and up in the sky.
I decided to stay overnight in the town St. Révérien and was lucky to find a place to sleep. At the refuge of St. Révérien, I met two pelerins (pilgrims), Emeline and Emily. Emeline planned to walk all the way to Santiago de Compostela, approximately 1000 miles.
Saint Révérien is a little town founded by the Romans. All the shops, cafes and hotels in this town were closed and abandoned. It made a sad impression.