Another quiet night in hotel and got going about 8.30 this morning. It was pouring down and thought I shouldn't wear my kilt so off I set my first day in my trousers.... walked 3 miles and then remembered that I'd forgotten to pack my kilt. Whoa! Went back and got it, lucky I'd remembered - I would hate to lose it. Enjoyed my walk today despite the setback, the camino is now well signposted, I see the shells marking the path and I walked along the riverside and quiet country roads, more like it but not another walker in sight. I arrived at St Fulgert about 7pm but again no hostels. I had hoped that there would be accommodation once I got on the French way but there doesn't seem to be. C'est la vie.
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