Somewhere along the line pink stone was made to create Assisi. Then the earthquake came, followed by the scaffolding and builders. At a later stage, this Monday, the town was again hit by a series of tremors.
I was the only tourist walking around (unbelievable) and most importantly, the only one in high heels.
After a while, parking at one end of town and walking back to the Basilica di San Francesco started to make less and less sense...
Unaware of what was to come, Assisi lay calmly under the sunset.
The Basilica was left unscathed by the clomping vibrations.
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