Like a horse turning for home I have experienced a spring in my step and pace as I see the end in view, but I was distracted last Wednesday afternoon. After travelling from Arzasq via Uzani I arrived in Bearn early afternoon- it was like Tombstone in serious depression- the only thing open was a supermarket. With a beer and packaged sandwich in hand, I joined fellow pilgrims in the sun- drenched town square many of whom I had already met along the way- one in p...

Travelling from Lectoure to Condom was uneventful, except that I missed a turn as I entered the town. So, I sought advice from a cashier at a super market, who in turn sought advice from two other colleagues. Fortunately, there were no customers in the shop at the time and after about 19 minutes of collegial conversation they agreed that they didn't have a clue, but suggested to head for the Cathedral, whose spire was visible and then ask someone there! I did....