Saturday, October 2, 2010

Lymph Node Gets Worse As Day Goes On

September 2010: Breathless


Hello,

Here is news of Italy, countries such as Spain warm.

Before critics on the road to Rome, I must say that I do not regret at all having done.


I ran into the beautiful scenery, cross Cities, Towns and Villages Historic and majestic, all these places are reminiscent of the way that hundreds of thousands of people of all nationalities and classes have traveled since over a thousand years, it's hard to tell, but do not worry I have hundreds of photos to show.

Here critics now, the Italians are not the same hospitality to pilgrims in Rome that the English to the Pilgrims of Saint Jacques de Compostela (Jacobean Pilgrims) and it is not nice.

If in Spain, the Spaniards who live on the road to St Jacques and the "Camino Frances" live mainly thanks to the passage of Jacobean Pilgrims (more than 150,000 pilgrims per year), Italians living "Via Francigena (historical path of pilgrims to Rome), they live mostly with tourists, especially Germans and English, less with other countries and even less with the Belgians and they scoff completions of the Pilgrims.

And yet, before it was the passage of thousands of pilgrims in Rome on the Via Francigena who were living these Italians, it's crazy, they forgot or what?

Everywhere I went running, there was no one km without any indication, a monument, a church and especially of entire villages or towns with old hospitals Pilgrims (there they even some who have become hotels 4 stars), were recalled to the passage of pilgrims tourists visiting Rome. They should think those Italians who think they are God the Father (not all but many).

True, when you ask the price of a room in a hotel (they do not display their prices), information when you're lost in a city or an explanation of what is written (this is often written in German and English but very rarely in French) or on the menu in restaurants, they reply as if we were idiots not to know Italian, so they work with tourists they do not make any effort to understand us.

Of the more than 500 km that I traveled on the Via Francigena, I met some pilgrims who traveled to Rome and most of them too (they told me to me or Nicole) them the same impression as me

, welcoming pilgrims to it tomorrow.

Another difference with Spain is the price that the pilgrim has to pay for the night. In Spain, a pilgrim should spend more or less (or dorm room) 5 to 25 and € 10 to € 40 (more or less) for a couple for 25 or 40 € you qualify for extra comfort. In Italy, the price for one person is on average 40 and 65 € for two (see price 2010 of the guidebook Touring edition), but when you arrive, there is always an increase from the guidebook (I must confess that once was the opposite).

Nicole manages a few times to bring down the price. At the moment I am writing this message, we sleep in a room with nuns and the price is 54 €. At the restaurant, it's the same thing, never once have I seen a show like Pilgrim meal in Spain and the price is often double.

All this to explain that the real Pilgrims in Italy is not always welcome compared to rich tourists and the fact we (not all but most) know.

Regarding organ donation , fortunately (it's a good thing) that there are many tourists, we have much discussed and distributed the various explanatory papers printed in French, Italian, Dutch, German and English, there was no English but most have bought a house in Italy (the Germans for that matter) are doing well and in Italian, we have them very easy for us to understand .

The majority are very sensitive to the issue of organ donation and thank Nicole and myself for our dedication to a good cause.

In Italy, two hospitals received me wrong, refusing to put the stamp proving my passage through their city. This is not going to bring down my mood, on the contrary, it motivates me even more.

One morning as we met a Belgian (Antwerp Lauwers), I gave papers at the Dutch driver who will distribute them to passengers, he went to Rome.

My itinerary in Italy.

After the Italian border and surpassed San Remo, I joined the "Way Francigena Briançon-Rome 900 km. To not get killed (I'm too young) by motorists on roads Italian, Nicole drove me up Berceto that will be my first step marked (over 500 km) running along the true path of Rome "La Francigena .

A good point for the Italians, unlike the Spaniards, they are many tags St Jacques to return, I took pictures.

The Italians leave Italy to St Jacques de Compostela, do the opposite then they are going to continue to Arles to St Jacques is perhaps why it is signposted .

Berceto arrived at, we spent the night in a seminar, we are well received and Youpie, it was not expensive. The next day I went as usual at 7 am and after 1 km, I was already lost. The tags are not placed in the same manner as those of St Jacques and the more they are tiny and yellow, the sun is not practical. It's nothing, I still found my path, do not we say "all roads lead to Rome".

I am a bit disappointed the way, many zic-zac to avoid major roads and run a lot of miles for nothing more, I climbed the Col de la cisa (1045 m dalt.) And I arrived in Pontremoli, I was surprised to be able to spend the night in the castle "that this small city in the Middle Ages, was an important step for the Pilgrims. The latter had two or more hospitals. One of them was run by monks soldiers, also called the Knights of Altospacio who like to Medesano controlled the comings and goings across Alpennin "*. *

guidebook Rendo 2010, page 76. We were alone (with the ghosts of the castle) after 18 hours we had the key to the Castle and overnight we became Châtelains.

La troisième nuit, nous avons dormis dans une sorte d’Abbaye, c’est le Curé de la petite Ville d’aulla qui nous a donné une chambre (10 lits pour nous seuls).

Depuis, le prix des chambres nous restent entre la gorge (J’ai même attrapé une extinction de voix)

Question Paysages, c’est fabuleux, c’est dommage que le Pèlerin ne soit pas, comme en Espagne, plus protégé sur les routes.

Je me permets de faire des comparaisons, mais je trouve malheureux qu’en Espagne, il y a des plaques signalétiques warning motorists that they may find Pilgrims (Pèlegrinos) crossing or walking along the same route they do. In Italy, there is nothing when the roads are very dangerous and motorists even more.

I crossed the majestic lands on Via Francigena ran on slabs of the Medieval era, I climbed the mountain passes, peaks, mountains and I descended ... ... yeah, this time I did not forget to write it, I ran on tracks white, red or gray

And from parish to parish, from town to town, from village to village, I have a head full of memories and many pictures in my camera, I arrived at the Gioia Monte or Monte Mario, 200 m to the left of the Via Trionfale, it overlooks Rome, I took pictures. Not to mention the hundreds and hundreds of people we have Nicole and myself, discussed and distributed sheets (Italians, Dutch and German) Explanatory awareness of organ donation.

Half an hour later I walked through the door that leads to Piazza San Pietro (known on the name of St. Peter's Square).

I did not enjoy my victory (on myself) without Nicole. Nicole who had arrived before me but had lost 1 hour to find a parking place appeared to me and off I went to meet him and we both crossed triumphantly this time, trampled soil Piazza San Pietro. With the world waiting in line (over 100 m) to enter the Basilica, I preferred to come back tomorrow for the administrative side.

We spent two nights Sisters in the Foyer Phat Dien (Vietnam) to 54 € the night. This is the cheapest price we found (2010 Rendo guidebook).

Physically I am fine and my sores are behind me. I am very tired but I think it's normal after more than four months on the roads and more than 5200 km (I'll count the exact number) in the legs.

I'm sure St Jacques helped me a lot, let me explain why. When I was very sore ankle because of tendinitis big (I'm a picture of my swollen foot), I asked him help me so I can continue the next day and for more than two weeks, I ran with an evil atrocity. The following days, evil disappeared gradually until complete recovery.

Since then, I still had several (never in the same place) and each time it ended the same way. Statements like this, I lot, so I think .

Thanks for reading, Nicole has corrected my mistakes and wonders if she has not missed (and I di not played with).

Kisses and Friendships of us Nicole

Michel

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