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Horses, cows, more pastures and through high weeds. Very little shade and we sat in the gravel under a lonesome tree to snarf down huge ham sandwiches. An eternity until we reached Pradelles and Hotel de l'Arche, our home for the night. Nobody at reception, we helped ourselves to a key and schlepped the bags up two steep, curvy flights of stairs.
The daily mileage is a killer in the heat. A hot bath and at least we smell like a new person!
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