This morning had our breakfast at the hotel and then set off
for our day at Assisi . The first step to get down to the railway
station from the city centre is what is called an inclined elevator, there are
also escalators. Once at this point one
purchases a mini metro ticket to ride the mini metro, it is tiny, efficient, frequent
and much fun, little kids would love it. Once down it heads straight to the
railway station. Perugia Railway Station
does need a few improvements, one has to lug ones case up and down stairs, it
could be so easily remedied with a level crossing built safely of course at the
end of the station, it would not cost a fortune and with a minor clean and tidy
up of the station which is quite pretty really, it could be safely done and
would make an enormous difference. This
would make it easier for wheelchair access, pram access.
We caught our 10.20 to Assisi
which took about 25 mins then from Assisi Station we caught the Line C bus
which took us to the walled city of Assisi
where Basilica di S. Francesco stands.
I have taken this from my little booklet The Basilica of
Saint Francis.
Probably no city in Christendom
has been thoroughly identified with its saint as Assisi has been identified with Saint
Francis. Through the centuries Assisi has been described
by an impressive array of authors as, ‘One of the most holy cities of our
western world;’ ‘The town at whose feet everything bad dies;’ A citadel of the spirit;’ ‘A city of light;’
‘A particle of paradise.’ Johannes Jorgensen, an early biographer, and a long
time local resident, said that in Assisi ,
he ‘sat at Francis’ feet and entered heaven’.
St Francis of Assisi died on the evening of 3 October 1226.
Two years after his death, 30 March 1228, Brother Elias of Assisi, Francis’
administrative successor, in the name of Pope Gregory IX, received a piece of
land from Simon Pucciarelli, on which to build a fitting oratory for the
blessed boy of the holy man. On May 25,
1230,the body of the saint was transferred from his temporary resting place to
the newly built church.
Sam and I entered the bottom part
of the Basilica, there was a priest so I asked him if he would bless a Rosary I
had purchased at Sacre Coeur in Paris for my aunt, he did not understand me of
course so I showed him what I would like him to do he was delightful and
blessed it for me then directed me to go down to St Francis’ resting place,
what a special moment. The entire place
did have that feeling you were in a very special place indeed.
Sam and I continued on our
journey walked thru the whole town and then back down to catch our bus back to
the station. I feel very privileged indeed to have been able to go and see
these places I have known about since a child, we learned so much about St
Francis of Assisi .
We did another walk thru town
here tonight, found a Laundromat to do our weekly wash tomorrow, had some
dinner, just walking down through the walled city to see the walls the
Etruscans built, out of this world really.
There really are no words to
describe these places. Sam said Sabine you seem to find plenty. I will post this tomorrow. I do all my blogs in word then post them with
photos etc. Sabine and Sam
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| The mini Metro cars |
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| The view from the men's toilet at Basilica of St Francis |



















































