This was a hard day with lots of walking on paved surfaces, some on busy highways.
But, with Alain’s help we reserved a room in a chambre d’hôte for tonight.
I imagined a charming bed and breakfast with a hovering hostess, wallpaper, and our every need catered to.
Instead it was a room above a busy bar-restaurant. The listing said English spoken, but that was not the case. The harried owner was finishing serving the midday meal and directed us to the back of the dining room to some red-painted steep and narrow stairs, up which we trudged with our backpacks.
We found our attic room #2 with electrical cords running everywhere, a single bed and double bed with a small plexiglass shower and a sink in one corner. Toilet in the hall. We got connected to WiFi, figured out how to turn on an electric heater and we’re now actually quite comfortable.
Alain arrived after we had taken a short walk around the town. I also managed to reserve a room at the Hotel du Commerce in Guerigny—an 18km walk from here tomorrow.
Highlights of the walk. Seeing a great white egret fly from a pond, finding a bench to sit on by a bibliothèque du lavoir, decorated on the outside with strings of multi-colored scallop shells, and with books filling the inside arrayed around the pool of water. Then the church in the lovely village of Moussy.
We also met three high-powered German walkers who walk a week of the Camino each year.
During long long straight stretches of highway I prayed long, angry prayers, thinking I was suffering walking this road out of choice, while many are walking even harder roads, and not with fine backpacks, boots, and money and credit cards in their pockets. We must be such a disappointment to a loving God for not taking better care of the poorest of those among us and pursuing money and power rather than loving each other. There was much more, of course.
So, a long walk tomorrow.
Caminobleu 
It’s been a few days since you posted. I do hope all is well. Paula
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