A nearo didn’t cut it. When the alarm went off for breakfast, Pam said “I either need another day off or we have to find a doctor to give me pain pills.” I didn’t want to anger her because she had control of the snooze button, so I agreed if we could still get up and eat since we already paid for breakfast.
After breakfast, Pam went back to bed and I went in search of a few more items we needed–ibuprofen, cash, and, our fruitless search for peanut butter. I walked about a mile to the next village; St Lary (pronounced saint “la ree”). I was going to go to the tourist information center in town, but came to a pharmacy first and got the ibuprofen. Right next to the tourist information was a bank, so I got some cash and didn’t even have to stop in for help.
I wandered around town for a bit. There was a lot more here than in our village, so I decided to check out some grocery stores. First stop and I found the Holy Grail–PEANUT BUTTER. We’ve been looking in every epicure for the last month and never could find anything other than Nutella. I decided to reward myself with a stroll through the national park office and then another cup of coffee with a chocolate croissant.
By now, it was after 11, so hopefully Pam is thinking about waking up, so I headed back along the path beside the stream running through the valley. When I got there, Pam was awake, but confused. The cleaning girl had come into the room and Pam tried to tell her we wanted to stay another night–she doesn’t speak any English (the cleaning girl, Pam IS picking it up) and all she kept saying was “No, No, No”. Pam didn’t know what she meant and thought we might have to leave.
We tried to find someone who spoke English, but there wasn’t anyone around. I think the girl was afraid because she had come in our room while we were still there. After a few hours, we found the owner and tried to pay, He told me to just relax and we could pay later. In the mean time, Pam was taking another nap, and I was brushing up on one of my favorite pastimes.
Eventually, Pam was awake enough to want to eat. We headed back to St Lary and tried to find some food–not an easy thing to do in the middle of the afternoon. We had to settle for banana splits to hold us over until dinner.
All in all, a boring but restful day.
Why does Pam need pain pills? Is it her hip?
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Yes, her hips. No surprise on the Republicans.
Take good care of our Pam!! We had Mark at our house last night and then Norm drive to Alton, Illinois with him today for an appointment with a rehab counselor….they got back here around 7 and he took off for Florida!! I know he is exhausted. We leave tomorrow for Gulf Shores..trying to pack. Hugs to Pam…..and you!
Thanks. Enjoy your vacation. What is it, your 6th or 7th this year?
I tried to find the legend to go with the bear statue, unsuccessfully. The bear looks very maternal, holding the boy like a mom with a breastfeeding toddler would. The only thing I found was a one sentence description that there is a legend about a boy being cared for in the wild by a mother bear in that town.
Then we have nothing to fear by bears in the Pyrenees. Thanks for checking.
Delighted that you guys found peanut butter!!!
I’m really enjoying the blog, and learning a lot – such as, maybe pick a different hike?! It’s great to see where you’re going and what to expect there.
The GR10 is a great hike for 1-2 weeks at a time. Climbing and descending every day crossing France gets old. This trail is for section hiking and not thru-hiking. We will email you soon. We would like to visit. Glad you’re reading along.