In a village near Ardan, camped under the stars at rugby pitch unable to get a signal.
Today I set off from Denise and Steve's feeling fresh and ready for another days walk, Here I walked 30.8 miles, to a place called Pomarez.
My journey gets more Bizarre by the day, I am standing outside a 'Bull Ring' which is in this village called Pomarez, here I decided to take the opportunity to take a couple of photo's when a man came over to me, he looked quite distinguished with a red bandana around his neck. I found out that his name is Francis, his English was quite good and he explained that today was Party time.. He invited me to pitch my tent up, and later on i found out that i was spending the evening with him and 200 other people at a Mobile Home Convention, yes you did hear right! A mobile home convention...
I was invited to join him and his guests in a village hall, the people were all dressed up, and yes, me I had a pair of shorts and a t.shirt on... dressed to kill your probably all thinking lol! Francis then stopped all the music and got everyone's attention and there i was standing on stage and being introduced to all... Francis was kind enough to explain to everyone about my adventure... Everyone cheered and clapped, I had a great night. I experienced my first ever taste of FOIE GRAS, that evening I had a wonderful time I had delicious food, and I even danced the Conga!...I later found out that Francis was the ex major of this village and a very important gentleman. After the party Francis invited me back to his home instead of camping, Goodness as we drove up to his house WOW! It was beautiful, there I stayed the evening and woke up the next day where Francis showed me around the village and his farm. Thank you once again for a great evening and I will be in touch, most definitely!