The day started off with a good breakfast, Canada Grade A maple syrup, and another ca to Christophe to ferry Ken, Rawley the Trolley and the broken bicycle back to the bike shop.I rode my bike back…loved this road filled with balloons.They opened the bikecshop an hour early for us. The Snax tried out this bicycle built for three.The man can sleep anywhere!Walking around while waiting for the bike to be repaired. You can certainly see the difference between the Cathic churches in France and the more austere Anglican churches in England. They had houseants in this one. And 3 more candles for our parents and Ryder.Look closely and you will see this is a peacock, with the lower garden its tail.Ken’s favourite place. He had waited there the day before while I ran errands and he became smitten with the sweet Stephanie. So back we went for a second day. At least she wasn’t a hungover New Brunswicker like the last woman he tried to dump me for on our 2019 Camino.They have the cutest little busses! I want one.The bicycle guy was kind enough to take us back to Licques where we had finished the day before but he had to make 2 trips. So we waited in a bar. Surprise surprise. I see a lot of this pottery around d here…classiest beer pulls ever!And yet another vehicle. How did he get 2 bicycles into that small car?Frédéric from the bike store…Camino angel of the day.Stringy 3. Long Camino story as to why it is so named.Even the bread store has classy ceramics.A lot of pushing and pulling up the hills.Much needed break…and the hill got steeper!This very angry turkey was guarding his chicken flock. He kept coming closer and closer, huffing and hissing and gobbling. I have great video but it is too long to post.We loved the sight of water towers because it meant we were at the top of the hill.Me: I want this!Also me: I want her too. Cutest long hair dalmatian.Still on route.And still smiling, oddly enough. Many big hills today. Famous last words: they can’t get any worse!Our digs for the night…Abbey of Notre Dame at Wisques. Not too shabby.Ken knows true joy when for the first time he did not have to haul the trolley up any flights of stairs.Ken can always find someone to talk to. Outside our small house.Sister Lucie, who sang Grace, and Jan from Holland and our 3rd pilgrim on the Via.Communal meal: soup, a slice of ham with Spanish rice and a tiny pickle if you were fast enough (Jan was not, although he and Ken did polish iff the wine), and apple compote and one cookie. Everything was carefully counted so you only got one. A simple convent meal.Our house.Bikes are parked for the night.
Song of the day. Considering we stayed at an Abbey and the route was hilly, Ken’s song of the day is “Climb Every Mountain ” from The Sound of Music.
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