Now to tour Eauze, have lunch and another 12kms this afternoon to Manciet. Lunch was a lovely stop at an outdoor restaurant; Dayton got the Plat du Jour and they made me fries. Perfect.
It took two and a half hours to do the 11km into Manciet; sometimes it's just hard and slow. Manciet looked like it had given up trying but our gite, which from the outside did not look like it would still be standing int the morning turned out to be surprising comfortable. It was run by a good looking young man who cooked us a very good and plentiful meal, enough for a family of six. We had the usual vegetable soup, a platter of butter boiled potatoes and peas with onions, about 3lbs of sausage for Dayton, a salad of tomatoes and crudities and a very elaborate 'deconstructed dessert. Breakfast the next morning was just as bountiful.