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At St-Jean-Pied-de-Port


Up betimes, to quote Pepys, and an early breakfast before a flight at 7:45.   Landed in Biarritz where there was heavy rain but it stopped while I was waiting for the bus to the station. 

Here I met two Canadian ladies, both heading for the Camino, though they had started in different parts of Canada and only met in the airport in Paris.   We got the train together, and 
I arrrived at St-Jean-Pied-de-Port 24 hours after leaving home, more or less to the minute.

Which was too early to book in to my accommodation, so I went to the Pilgrim Park office and am now equipped with my Pilgrim Passport and a shell.   


Lunch at one of the many small eating places - where a German pilgrim joined me for a chat and a beer - then booked in.  There's dinner for those staying here later.   

Now I'll go and get some Euros, and explore the village a little.



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  1. Maggie Mairura21 August 2025 at 20:27

    Hi David. Am volunteering at Greenbelt Festival and just joined a Quaker meeting. You and Louise very much in my thoughts and prayers

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