Avoid les villages fleuris…

The main task, as I set off with Dalie the donkey on piligriminage is to avoid the villages fleuris… otherwise, when we have eaten our way through the villages they will be villages non-fleuris. Apparently, Dalie is very partial to flowers.  I will blog on route when possible.  This is going to a new rabit piligrimin experience!

I never walk with more than eight or ten kilos of rucsack on my back, but here is the load we will put on Dalie.  The saddlepack and top bag weigh over 40 kilos altogether!  But the donkey is used to the weight.  9 am and away we go.


About Gareth Thomas

After a mixed career as an aircraft technician, London fringe theatre playwright, Franciscan friar, and secondary school teacher, I find myself looking after the needs of four donkeys in a remote location in the mountains in the Costa Blanca. I like to listen to BBC Radio 4 and the wind in the pine trees. I am writing a comedy about a school in Benidorm. My favourite film of all time is "Jean de Florette". If I had my time again I would not have spent the early 1970s working for Special Branch.
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5 Responses to Avoid les villages fleuris…

  1. kathleen says:

    Only 40 kilos! So that means Rabit will be walking with Dalie, not riding her…. making the pilgrimage TOGETHER on foot (or hoof). Good luck to both of you, and make sure you don’t forget to feed Dalie her carrots and oats. A hungry donkey might misbehave!

    A prayer for the journey:


  2. Barbara says:

    Rosie says eeeh-awww and is eating a two donkeysized portion of hay

  3. rebrites says:

    What a great blog you have going! Buen camino to both the long-eared pilgrims, and best of luck in your new career in Spain!

  4. Frere Rabit says:

    Thank you for comments, folks. As I’ve said before, I have no idea where this blogue is going, but as it seems to be here to stay now, I’ll just keep it. The rabit piligrimin has now decided that a donkey is an essential part of life and now intends to get one.

    Suddenly, a job begins in Spain next week, the summer is nearly over, the piligrimin is out of England and never wants to go back, and donkeys are where it’s at.

    Oh, and Kathleen: a hungry donkey might misbehave? A donkey misbehaves spectacularly as a matter of course. The deviousness of a donkey has to be seen to be believed. I have been outwitted more in the past few days than ever before in my life: and big fat full-up donkey is just as norty as a hungry donkey!

  5. kathleen says:

    And yet you still say you’ve decided a donkey is an essential part of life!! Are you a masochist or just crazy Rabit?

    But seriously, I think donkeys are just wonderful – just luv ’em I do, really. Such intelligence, such mischievousness, such great fun! I’ve also had some unforgettable experiences with donkeys in the past, but never owned one. Wish I had.

    Now to read your next two installments above…….

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