Basilica di San Francesco
Assisi had to be visited. It's one place on the itinerary of most people passing through Umbria and all because of St Francis. People like me who don't recognise the difference between a saint and a plumber, if thee is one,, are as bad as anybody else here and in Santiago de Compostela is Spain. The reports of severe damage to Assisi
in the earthquake of 1997 had disturbed me but repairs had been carried out so we went. It was one of the hottest days of our entire holiday so we took a bus from the station. It seemed sensible to catch it to the top of the town and walk down, rather than have to take another.
There cannot have been many trains arriving when we left the station and the density of the crowds was alarmingas we went up the hill.
Looking down to the basilica
The top of the town was freshened by a gentle but very welcome breeze. The Basilica di San Francesco was to be seen well below and we started our descent with the crowd building at every street corner. The Basilica is actually two - one on top of the other but the lower one is the older and we confined ourselves to that. It always surprises me at such places how everybody makes for the main entrance immediately and having been around the interior leaves. There were actually very few people looking at the wonderful wooden carving on some of the doors that were ot admitting visitors. We found the crowd and heat inside pretty unbearable and, in spite of the magnificence of the architecture, we did not stay long.
A short train ride took us to Umbria's capital, Perugia.