Day 30: Cerignola to Canosa di Puglia

I was reluctant to leave this morning and, so, did not leave until just after 8 am. It's a public holiday here as well in Italy: Liberation Day - though, I did not see any signs of it until Canosa, where there had obviously been some celebrations in the square and there were men in uniforms. The one thing I have found to be true in Italy, is that there is always someone nearby. Even in the fields, vinyards, and olive groves you'll see people every couple of hundred metres or so. That worked in my favour today when a car went past me on a quiet rural road, pulled into a driveway and turned around. Two massive German shepherds appeared on the road from that driveway. I flagged the car down as they came past me again and asked them to take me past the dogs in their car (I simply couldn't take the chance of taking on those dogs alone). The driver, luckily had some English and they agreed! What a relief. Then on another quiet road, a man, who kept telling me he was police, forced a cold bottle of water on me - it actually felt pretty hot (though, it was only 22°) and I drank it gratefully. Then, on the highway, I saw a chair in the distance and determined that if it was functional, I'd sit on it. In less than five minutes, the owner, came and reclaimed her seat - I have to wonder why she was there! Oh, and the Way today was 19.82 km.Read more