When we arrived at the rendezvous point where donkey and rabit piligrimins were due to be collected and returned to the farm by jeep and horse box, there was a long wait, which was perfect because we found a restaurant with a good menu du jour: 11 Euros for me and completely free for Dalie. She ate the wonderful display of flowers in the car park. The chef interrupted his work on my meal to rush out of the kitchen carrying empty sacks to drape over the flowers. We found some dried bread and muesli for Dalie instead. Clearly this was not the nouvelle cuisine she was enjoying previously, but as the chef pointed out, the car park flowers were not on the menu. Then down came the rain again and I had to rush out and put Dalie’s raincoat over her while I enjoyed the meal on the covered terrace. It’s a pity you can’t take donkeys into the restaurant.
It was time to go home, and Dalie was eagerly awaited by Rosie as she returned to the barn. Another little piligriminage for a well-travelled donkey piligrimin and the end of rabit’s first outing on the piligrimin trail with a donkey. What have we learned? Donkeys is good fun, pleasant company, but they eats your supper if you do not tie them up away from the tent.