The switch in lodging ended up in a pleasant evening around a big table with other pilgrims. Interestingly one couple were from St. Jean de Maurienne, where I did classe de Neige two years during my time in French school. The place had numerous rooms and was a working farm. The meal plan was interesting, Madame opened her boutique and we picked out cans of different things and some wine and then all sat and shared things. I had a small can of Duck Rilletes followed by a can of foie Gras and then a jar of pumpkin soup. Worked quite well. Because I walked further than planned yesterday, today was a short one, which was just fine with me. About an hour in there was a town called Pimbo that had a little creperie that even had a GF galette, needless to say it was nice to have something to eat other than the energy bar I had for breakfast. After walking to town, the hotel was able to give me. Room right away, a rare thing. This place is a big Maison de maitre, and my room is palatial! Really nice! Washed my boots of mud, changed shirts and headed to lunch at the one restaurant that was open. Just had a salad, but not having had anything green it a while it hit the spot. 17,600 steps.