Juneathon Day 22: Last day
Today is our last day here in France. I went to ‘our’ trail again and returned home with fresh bread while everybody was still asleep. What a feeling to be back at home, after a good run, with hot cup of coffee, while the house is still quiet…
Despite the sweat and pain, I will miss these stones:
Now off to the lake to discover new bays and beaches.
April Runs 
That looks the trail I took in Crete. Out and back along the gorge at the crack of dawn for fresh bread supplies. It’s nice to be on holiday.
It sure is! Well – was. As of tonight we are back home. Cold and rainy… But with many good memories.