(from Sansepolcro in Citta di Castello, 27km to write the guide for me ...., but there are more)
data path, Monday, June 16, 2008
data path, Monday, June 16, 2008 Before leaving The farm, Patrick asked me to write a few lines on the guestbook.
I have time because today's stage up to Citta di Castello is very short and thus can live with.
Retained memory what I had written (+ or -).
" If I were a pilgrim of the Middle Ages, an era that has brought success and on these lands for the beauty of art and architecture profuse, known throughout the world, write this:
joint that was on top the hill, tired and burned in my throat, I had visions of arriving in heaven. I was being greeted by an angel that I opened the doors of a beautiful building and immediately went out my thirst with a glass of fresh and sweet nectar. Then I was cared for and fed in order to recover the forces of the body tired, so it can continue the following ay long way and fed my spirit even this latter fashion.! ..... but a pilgrim of our times and then say a heartfelt thanks to Patricia and Maureen, for as I was welcomed, for their helpfulness and friendliness. I can say I have found, for those who make the pilgrimage, a piece of paradise on earth.
Safe journey to you and all the pilgrims passing through these pathways. "
The sky is overcast with clouds of blacks who come and go, but during the day things go better. Go down the hill along a narrow road until it flows into the valley to Lerch. At the junction that leads into the state do a curious encounter with a motorist who offers to give me a lift up to Citta di Castello. He says the city's raining and soon it will here too ..... I'm tempted .... the clouds are ...., but having enough time, thank you and continue on foot .... I would not get another slap on the ears!
I walk half a mile on busy, narrow road with cars and trucks whizzing all the time .... are almost regretted having rejected the move.
Then finally walk out of the state rooms and a comfortable road on the right in the middle the forest, toward the hermitage of good rest.
starts to get hot. I kindly ask a lady that I see in front of his house, if I can fill the water bottle ... Unfortunately there are no drinking fountains, and then somehow we must make do. Came to the hermitage of good rest, I hear voices inside and try to draw the attention of people who are inside to ask if you can visit the place, the guide recommends it ...., but I did not answer. I stay with my curiosity and I start over again. The path always falls in the woods and has a beautiful view over the city.
outside the city, I find a restaurant that inspires me and I eat € 10.00 a good steak, potato salad, one quarter of good red wine and coffee. Later
take accommodation at the Hotel Umbria, good for the pilgrims and the kindest owner and her daughter. The convent of Poor Clares had the wrong phone number on the guide (the answer agritur the Burgne) and the monastery of Zoccolanti was too out of town, so I folded the hotel, however, that the guide shows.
clear that the costs go up that way ..... plus I'm alone and I can not share with anyone!
carrying out the 'daily rituals "of any good pilgrim (shower, laundry, foot care, etc..) And then I go to visit the city that deserves to be explored.
Maybe I will have printed front " are a pilgrim " The fact is that I make a particular meeting that I was really impressed. I was coming out of a tobacco shop where I bought a phone recharge (.... Tosca, a pilgrim to Santiago, as it costs me!) When he comes across a friar with a lot of nice white beard that makes me smile and I reaches out ..... " Buongirono father" I said, "I am a pilgrim Oriano my name and I come from Belluno. I'm doing the journey of Francis " .... "I are pilgrims," \u200b\u200bhe says, "but name .... my name is Friar Pellegrino fact, are the retired bishop of the diocese of Città di Castello " ....., but that in 58 odd years of life is the first time you exchange a few words like that, down the street, with a bishop ..... for more emeritus ..... magic of the journey! We speak of "pilgrims " Città di Castello, Belluno and then we greet you with warmth. It 'was just an unexpected encounter.
I visit the city far and wide and it was worth it.
For me the journey is not only the final goal, but it is all that meets and then visit a place, a church, a museum, a palace, talk to people, are part of the journey.
is why I prefer doing short stages with the possibility of treating this aspect rather than walk to 10/12 hours a day.
A good pizza in the evening and then after the phone calls at home, under the deck ...... with the sheets and sleeping bag.
I have time because today's stage up to Citta di Castello is very short and thus can live with.
Retained memory what I had written (+ or -).
" If I were a pilgrim of the Middle Ages, an era that has brought success and on these lands for the beauty of art and architecture profuse, known throughout the world, write this:
joint that was on top the hill, tired and burned in my throat, I had visions of arriving in heaven. I was being greeted by an angel that I opened the doors of a beautiful building and immediately went out my thirst with a glass of fresh and sweet nectar. Then I was cared for and fed in order to recover the forces of the body tired, so it can continue the following ay long way and fed my spirit even this latter fashion.! ..... but a pilgrim of our times and then say a heartfelt thanks to Patricia and Maureen, for as I was welcomed, for their helpfulness and friendliness. I can say I have found, for those who make the pilgrimage, a piece of paradise on earth.
Safe journey to you and all the pilgrims passing through these pathways. "
The sky is overcast with clouds of blacks who come and go, but during the day things go better. Go down the hill along a narrow road until it flows into the valley to Lerch. At the junction that leads into the state do a curious encounter with a motorist who offers to give me a lift up to Citta di Castello. He says the city's raining and soon it will here too ..... I'm tempted .... the clouds are ...., but having enough time, thank you and continue on foot .... I would not get another slap on the ears!
I walk half a mile on busy, narrow road with cars and trucks whizzing all the time .... are almost regretted having rejected the move.
Then finally walk out of the state rooms and a comfortable road on the right in the middle the forest, toward the hermitage of good rest.
starts to get hot. I kindly ask a lady that I see in front of his house, if I can fill the water bottle ... Unfortunately there are no drinking fountains, and then somehow we must make do. Came to the hermitage of good rest, I hear voices inside and try to draw the attention of people who are inside to ask if you can visit the place, the guide recommends it ...., but I did not answer. I stay with my curiosity and I start over again. The path always falls in the woods and has a beautiful view over the city. outside the city, I find a restaurant that inspires me and I eat € 10.00 a good steak, potato salad, one quarter of good red wine and coffee. Later
take accommodation at the Hotel Umbria, good for the pilgrims and the kindest owner and her daughter. The convent of Poor Clares had the wrong phone number on the guide (the answer agritur the Burgne) and the monastery of Zoccolanti was too out of town, so I folded the hotel, however, that the guide shows.
clear that the costs go up that way ..... plus I'm alone and I can not share with anyone!
carrying out the 'daily rituals "of any good pilgrim (shower, laundry, foot care, etc..) And then I go to visit the city that deserves to be explored.
Maybe I will have printed front " are a pilgrim " The fact is that I make a particular meeting that I was really impressed. I was coming out of a tobacco shop where I bought a phone recharge (.... Tosca, a pilgrim to Santiago, as it costs me!) When he comes across a friar with a lot of nice white beard that makes me smile and I reaches out ..... " Buongirono father" I said, "I am a pilgrim Oriano my name and I come from Belluno. I'm doing the journey of Francis " .... "I are pilgrims," \u200b\u200bhe says, "but name .... my name is Friar Pellegrino fact, are the retired bishop of the diocese of Città di Castello " ....., but that in 58 odd years of life is the first time you exchange a few words like that, down the street, with a bishop ..... for more emeritus ..... magic of the journey! We speak of "pilgrims " Città di Castello, Belluno and then we greet you with warmth. It 'was just an unexpected encounter. I visit the city far and wide and it was worth it.
For me the journey is not only the final goal, but it is all that meets and then visit a place, a church, a museum, a palace, talk to people, are part of the journey.
is why I prefer doing short stages with the possibility of treating this aspect rather than walk to 10/12 hours a day.
A good pizza in the evening and then after the phone calls at home, under the deck ...... with the sheets and sleeping bag.
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