“Everything hurts.”
As we climbed to our rustic hotel in Valfabbrica, those two words summed up our day on the Way of St. Francis. We celebrated warm showers, beer at the Pinky Bar, and dinner up the hill at a ristorante with linen tablecloths, the works. My birthday calzone was as big as a football, and I ate the whole thing.
To be fair, Saturday had been a relatively short, easy trek, but we paid for it today, Sunday. We climbed 3,500 feet and descended 4,400 feet.
Umbria did its best to distract us with natural beauty as well as medieval castles and churches. But the moment we will most remember came as we climbed to a home with commanding views of the valley we had left behind. A woman pulled out two plastic chairs and pointed. Sue and I sat. Our feet oohed and aahed. We had a conversation that no one understood. But it didn’t matter. Smiles and kindness said it all.
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Happy Birthday! I hope your feet magically recover overnight and tomorrow is another day of wonders!
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Thank you, Debbie!
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Reg, Happy Birthday toooooo YOUUUUUUU!
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Thank you, Denise!
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Happy Birthday, Sue. Hope you had some wine to go with you Calzone. Thanks for your updates…we’re following you every step of the way.
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xx Happy Birthday, Sue. Hope you had some wine to go with you Calzone. Thanks for your updates…we’re following you every step of the way.
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Birthday greetings from us! and best wishes for the remainder of your adventure!
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Many thanks, Carole and Beaton!
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Quite a climb. That path looks steep. In like your comment, “We had a conversation that no one understood. But it didn’t matter. Smiles and kindness said it all”. That is just great.
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Thanks, Malcolm. A big hello to Barbara as well!
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Happy birthday Sue. You two are looking great.
Lan
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Happy Birthday Reg-now you are as old as me-Ha, Ha! Love your pictures and following your adventure.
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Thanks, Kathy!
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Yay for 1952 babies! Loved the part about the lady pulling out the chairs for you. The Italian people are so wonderful.
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1952 was a great year, Bonnie, as you and I know!
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