On Saturday we left our accomodation very early. This was a night when we all slept very poorly. Our room was hot, and we had a number of mossies for company. As a result we were on the road soon after 6.00a.m. We were headed for San Miniato, a hilltop village spread along a ridge line. We thought we had a tough hour or so walking along the road with no access to a bar - for breakfast - for several hours, but discovered that the path had been re-routed away from the road, and led us to a village where we could eat just after 7.00. The waitress was impressed that Australians were walking the Via Francigena and her dream, like many we have met, is to one day go to Australia. Sadly, I think those dreams will remain just that as it would be prohibitive cost wise for them to come to Australia I think.
Marching with a paper lantern.
No it's not Manhattan - its San Gimigiano