Robbed in Robbio but saved in Tromello

25 May

imageI spent the night listening to some sauerkraut snoring his head off in his luxurious room with a door that he wouldn’t shut while I slept next to a sink…. Robbed of sleep ๐Ÿ˜‰
I had reservations about him when we first met as
1. He had a car
2. He also had a bike
3. He was exceptionally nosey
4. He was obviously not a Pilgrim.
He wanted to know where I would be tomorrow, even getting his maps out to ask where I’d be the next night… Dodgy.
Then there were the church bells that went off every 15 mins. I don’t think I’ve heard any bells past about 10 pm until these bastards went off all night. Then, sirens at 4 am? The upside of that chime was it woke the kraut up and gave me 30 mins of silence.
So to make things even, I got up super early and flushed the toilet, dropped things on the floor and generally couldn’t give a shit about anyone that had obviously slept all night.
I miss Heinz ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
More rice fields to zig zag through made for a generally boring day until I got to Tromello.
I met Carlo. He had a push bike with one wheel green, one red and the rest of the bike white… and a Via Francigena sign on the frame. He rode with me into town wanting to give me a stamp (in my Pilgrim Passport) from his city. It was that warm fuzzy feeling you get when you know someone wants to make your day… And he did. See photo. Cold water, Coke and a badge from Tromello. He wanted me to stay there but I told him I needed to get further.
He told me I had to stay in Gropello Cairoli… So that’s where I am, at Parrocchia San Giorgio.
It’s a little disturbing to enter a church and some guy to immediately ask if you are a Pilgrim and need rest, but the alternatives are worse.

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One Response to “Robbed in Robbio but saved in Tromello”

  1. Roger Hanney May 26, 2014 at 9:53 pm #

    You’re a bunny fugger aren’t ya?! Keep on with your insanely awesome adventuring spirit and eat a bunch more fat for your bod’s sake. Do the classic multi day stuff – cheese wheels and crushed salt and vinegar chips. You don’t want to end up smaller than your bag Jane. Wash it down with some manly natural yoghurt drink and FEED THE MACHINE ๐Ÿ™‚

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