turned out he just stayed at the
restaurant while we were there. It was as fan excellent dinner, but we didn’t
actually eat until 9pm, which was way too late for me. They are very close to
the Mediterranean and seafood was their specialty. Anna came for dinner as
well.
He told us his main business was selling restaurant
equipment, and his restaurant was a showcase for what he provided.
He and his wife live at the B&B, as well as Anna.
We had a very good sleep. It was very quiet and the air conditioner
worked very well. We just didn’t have wifi – Anna showed us the internet cable
connection in the room, but we didn’t have an adapter for that!
We asked for breakfast at 7am, and Anna was ready for us at
about 7:10am. The breakfast consisted entirely of packaged foods. I guess at 81
she’s not prepared to do a real breakfast. She did though make excellent
coffee, and produced a yogurt when she finally understood what we were asking
for. We really loved the place, and there were lots of hugs when we left.
The place was 1.5km off the via Francigena, and our route
notes were taking us back to the VF a completely different way. At first I had
my doubts the route notes were starting at our B&B, but the first kilometer
was working really well. After that we started to climb a mountain and weren’t
finding any of the notes applied to where we were. We asked a jogger at maybe
3km and she seemed to think we would hit a certain distinguishing point soon so
we carried on to the top of the mountain. Nothing remotely resembling where we
should be per the route notes was jumping out, we were at a T junction, and
made a guess which way to go. That soon ended in a dead end, and we tried a
different way, without going back to the T junction. We continued to climb (I
thought we were at the top of the mountain already, but that wasn’t the case). The
ascent was along quiet roads through vineyards and we did have an absolutely magnificent
view of the coast of the Mediterranean and the towns of Cararra and Massa below.
We kept going, and Russell became convinced we were not going where we wanted to go. We were just turning around when along came Stephano with his Father!
Thank the Lord, what a welcome sight!
We kept going, and Russell became convinced we were not going where we wanted to go. We were just turning around when along came Stephano with his Father!
Thank the Lord, what a welcome sight!
His Dad had come and joined him for the weekend, and he told
us we were indeed going the right way. Hallelujah. Shortly after we rejoined
the via Francigena and descended into Massa.
We all walked to Massa together. It turns out he and his
father had gone to Jerusalem together in 2011, going to many of the same places
Emmanuel went on our pilgrimage in 2012. They also participated in a dig. He
said Jerusalem had a profound impact on him, much more than he thought it
would, and he wanted to do a walking pilgrimage there next.
I told him that our route notes told us that the stretch of
the VF from Massa to Pietrasanta was on a dangerous and very busy road, and
they suggested we take a train for that portion. I got the impression that the
distance to get to the train station was equivalent to walking along the
highway, so it wasn’t a matter of saving walking. He and his Dad were staying
in Pietrasanta tonight, and he said they would check that information out at
the information centre. We said our goodbyes, shared telephone numbers, and we
gave him our blog address (another way to keep in touch). We may not see him
again, because we have gone further and have a set agenda, and he is stopping
to visit with his brother outside Rome for 4 days. We will keep in touch.
The amazing thing was that we when we finally figured out
where we were on the route notes, we were at pretty much the exactly correct
kilometer! Right after that, Russell and I misread the route notes and climbed
a mountain, only to eventually figure out it was a mistake, and we had to
descend down the mountain again. That was a 6km and large ascent error.
We eventually got to the train station, took the train to
Pietrasanta. The place is like Portofina. Very beautiful, and expensive. There
was an art exhibit in the Piassa of the marble church, very interesting.
We only realized it was a special exhibit as we carried on to Camaione, and saw a poster saying the sculptures were there from April to August 30.
We only realized it was a special exhibit as we carried on to Camaione, and saw a poster saying the sculptures were there from April to August 30.
We had some tense moments getting to our final destination. The route notes failed again, but miraculously we got where we supposed to get. We ended up climbing another mountain through woodland to the hill top village of Monteggiori and then having to descend the mountain on the other side to Montebello, and then on to Camaiore, at around a total of 30km today. It was a bit brutal, but we made it!
We walked 29.7km (6km was an error), and climbed 1,112
meters (some of that was an error too) today.
Our hotel, Locanda ‘Le Monache’ is very lovely. There are 12
rooms, each with a different theme. The air conditioner is very efficient, and
the room was cooled off within 30 minutes. We had an excellent supper, and then
up to do the blog. We didn’t get here until almost 5pm, after leaving at 7:30am
this morning. A long day. Tomorrow we go to Lucca, another 30km day.
Air conditioning that works at the end of a long day of mountains and stimulating scenery must help so much with restorative sleep. Are you dreaming? Be well! xo
ReplyDeleteYou will love Lucca; one of our favourite cities in Italy. One of the churches has an abbreviated Puccini opera in the evening.Congrats on making it through such a brutal day. Hopefully things will level out for a while:-)
ReplyDeleteAm I dreaming? I dream all the way along the route. I dream at night but only seem to remember the content of nightmares. What does that indicate?
ReplyDeleteWe have had a real run of places with no reliable wifi, or no wifi in the room. We also had two 30km days in a row so the blog is a bit backed up.
We loved Lucca too. More on that later.
Lynn
Dreaming while being awake in your pilgrimage walk could be the seeds of another journal!
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