Our final walking day, Saint-Front-sur-Lemance to Puy-l’Eveque. Our gracious host Mme. Finnegan from Le Seguinet offers to take us to the most famous castle in the region, Bonaguil Castle.

Those cutouts you see at the top were for pouring boiling water on would-be intruders.

My daughter opts to completely skip the castle in favor of making friends with le chat.

Now back to the glorious business of walking.

We saw this double circle, triangle mark a few times. Haven’t cracked the code yet.

Meet the photographer.

Any guesses to what’s going on here? Since we did not pass another soul while walking, the trail became a never ending porta potty.

Welcome to the bustling metropolis of Duravel where we plan to have our first ever “lunch in a restaurant” since we started walking!

One of the many benefits of walking is smelling everything along the way.

I’m not really sure what was going on here.

But then I saw this picture and realized he was praying for the powers to make the juice jump into his mouth without the aid of a straw.

Here we go, our first French country cafe lunch. It’s a five course affair. Soup, antipasta, pasta with meat, cheese and dessert. All the while the wine is FLOWING. Fixed price $13 Euro.

Here’s who eats it. Everyone. It’s not a formal deal, on the contrary, it’s very casual and friendly.

More “would be illegal in the US activity” – this cheese board gets passed around table to table. No sneeze guard, No gloves, help yourself and pass it along.

Here we are leaving Duravel, I won’t speak for my husband, but I am far from sober at this point. I’ve calculated we only have about a 5 km walk to our end destination,should be  no problem under tipsy conditions.

This is a town sign confirming my calculation, Puy-L’eveque, our end destination, is about 5 km away.

Here’s what the sign didn’t say, it’s up hill almost the ENTIRE way. That may not super look steep, but trust me, it is.

More inclines. I’m kind of regretting the table wine at this point.

Notice the elevated vantage point and pretty view.

Dancing as I climb seems to be a better option than crying.

Notice the elevated vantage point and pretty view. Will we reach Puy-l’Eveque? Find out next time.