June 21
bwilsonduncan fait son linge at the laundromat in Saintes. "Linge"? That sounds like bruzzles & garter belts! I don't have any of that stuff; I'm travelling light!
Here I met a fellow who was walking from Derby, England to St. Jacques de Compostelle, Spain. He was about to throw his one set of clothes into the washer...I don't know what he was going to wear while they washed. Maybe he had a towel.
Washday for bwilsonduncan is once every seven days. It means a late start for the day's riding.