Florence to Gambassi Terme 31/8/17

31/8/17 Thursday
Day 29

Train Florence- Fucecchio (train doesn't stop at San Miniato)

Fucecchio-Gambassi Terme 32 km (an extra 8 km. Miss 18 km via Altopascio)

I leave the hostel and walk in the wrong direction, then take a later train due to lost time.
Have only just started walking alongside the road when two cars sideswipe (? because of me).
There's an explosive bang as car parts fly over the road, causing me to stop.
In doing so, I see a VF sign which I would otherwise have missed.

Small farms, pathways, first donativo stand. A greater VF presence now: First-aid boxes and rest areas on the way.
Some tarmac walking and then ascend high up between scorched hills. Gentle climbs in the afternoon as the sun's rays sear from behind a hazy curtain.
Ask for water at a house.
At the crest I meet wind and shade. I follow signs all day until I reach Pieve Santa Maria a Chianni and stay at the Ostello Sirgerico. Riccardo is here! Pilgrim dinner with those gathered which include new Italian and Spanish friends.
Absolute delicious sleep in my private room; I hear lightning at night.
A little rain falls but the storm doesn't eventuate as forecast.

6 Train
5 Food
30 Room Santa Maria
13 Dinner/Breakfast










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