This ain't no flyover country

Amy and I did not get a really early start today. Our dinner with her teachers went to almost 11 and we had no reason to rush. Our first stop was the Saturday open air market where you can get anything from chestnuts to olives to cheese to electronics. As a gardener, I always love seeing the produce. I got some of the locally famous green lentils and some raspberry honey to bring home. We got some apples to take on our journey to Berlin tomorrow and I got a chocolat orange

I had set no alarms and twice I sent away housekeeping trying to explain that I was not feeling well. Finally after 11, I resurrected myself and walked down the street to Amy’s favorite breakfast cafe, L’Adélaïde. My French is pretty rusty but I managed to get a otable for one and to rder and omelette without ham, a cafe americano, and an orange juice. Many people here speak English well because it is the official starting point of the Camino although many people start close

Today’s objective is to get to Le Puy en Velay where my daughter Amy is teaching English to 12-16 years olds at French schools. It always seems to be grey and raining when I go through Paris and this time was no exception. I passed my three hour layover in the Air France lounge doing some DuoLingo and stretching. I left without checking my next flight to Lyon only to find out it had been delayed. I decided to walk around and browse the duty free shopping. Then i remembered my