VIA FRANCIGENA | Day 52
Garlasco to Pavia, 24.6 km
After a night of heavy rain, fog descended on the town in the early morning. A quick breakfast and I was out the door.
The fog hanged out for the better part of the morning as I made my way next to irrigation canals and water locks similar to those in France. Bugs are everywhere, and my feet are soaking wet.
Seems like I got to town after the party was over but the local bar was opened and it was a cappuccino and a Poweraid for the road. The church was a delight in its construction, especially the towering statues guarding the entrance and the decoration inside.
I started noticing more working water fountains and signs pointing to Jerusalem.
A flock of birds led me to the magnificent Ticino river full of wildlife, fishermen and the occasional nudists bathing in all their glory.
The going got tough but the entrance into Pavia was one of the best. Especially crossing the Coperto bridge past the Colossal dome atop the cathedral on my way to my apartment.
It was chicken and red wine for dinner at Peo and then a quick stroll through the busy streets of the town. Pavia is teeming with young people. It reminded me a lot of Pamplona in Spain.
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