The river passing through the center of Saint Girons
At the end of the walk and the stops we find a terrace bar where we observe the locals eating the products that they had previously bought in the market. I talked with one of the clients and I was glad to see that the owners of the bar did not tear their clothes if you consumed a drink while you opened your bags and spread the market purchase on the table. So, without thinking twice, we returned to the market and stocked up on good cheese, sausages and bread and we began to enjoy it with good rods on the terrace of the bar. Saint Girons had won us.
After the feast we walk through Saint Girons. I honestly didn't find anything special in this population. Unlike the neighboring Saint Lizier, the birth of this town does not date back to medieval times and is rather known as a classic crossing point during the stages of the Tour de France towards the mountain ports of the Pyrenees.
The church of Saint Girons