I committed a petty larceny today.
Thanks to the pressure applied by my sister and former colleague (aka my nemesis), I ate a grape from the vineyard today. It tasted like guilt and shame. I just hope the poor farmer can survive.
Today we walked through mostly open farmland with no trees. The wind was blowing really hard, so it made the cool temps feel quite cold. I only had to walk 12 miles, which helped.
Bill, how do you pick the towns where you stay?
For France, there aren’t a ton of choices, so I just went with the obvious stops.
In Spain, I wanted to pick interesting stops, and the places at which most pilgrims may stop. That way I increased the likelihood I would be in the same towns as my new friends. I also wanted decent lodging. The small villages don’t have a whole lot of that.
It really wasn’t too hard picking since most guidebooks suggest stops and they generally agree with each other on about 80% of the locations.
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You could have left the farmer a Euro for the grape! Or maybe the wind blew so hard that it conveniently fell off the vine into your waiting hand. That’s the one I’d go with!!
Your petty larceny confession reminded me of the quote by Oscar Wilde “I can resist everything except temptation.” In your case, the challenge was resisting the peer pressure to inform us, as a vicarious treat, about the taste of Spanish wine grapes. Thanks for sharing your journey!
The farmer delights in your sampling his wares. 🍇
And the convenience store owner is proud when I steal a six pack.
Cool 2D / 3D sculpture.