An early bus to Fiorenzuola, where I roused a rather harassed-looking parrochial functionary for my pilgrim stamp. A quick breakfast by the Duomo and enormous clock tower,
Then off onto flat country again, for the last time, I believe, and into the delightful village of Chiaravalle,
where more caffeine was taken.
More tarmac and narrow roads, with a brief interlude on a shady gravel path, new hay and mountains beyond,
And a reminder of how far I've walked on this path already, and how much further to Rome, but also that I am definitely now more than halfway on this 450km trip to Lucca.
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