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Monday Dec 4. Brindisi.

 Had a look around Monopoli before leaving - in the sunshine everything looked beautiful.

Fishermen with the castle in the background.




The Confraternity of Purgatory has taken on the mission of praying for the countless souls in limbo. This is the second one of their churches I have seen - can you see the skeletons on the doors?

The tower of the Duomo of Monopoli, completely rebuilt in 17th century baroque splendour.



In the late morning I took the train to Brindisi. A nice city, although I prefer Bari!


The top of the Roman column that signalled the end of the Via Appia which led from Rome to the east coast port of Brindisi.


Brindisi cathedral, also rebuilt in the seventeenth century.
An unusual wooden statue in the cathedral showing Saint Theodore riding to battle as a Roman soldier in the early 300s. One of the many early martyrs for his faith.

Lunch on the harbour.


Brindisi - one of the pilgrim gateways to Jerusalem.  I think it was more used by the early Medieval pilgrims. The fourteenth and fifteenth century travellers tended to leave from Venice. In the evening I walked out to the ferry boat docks. These are surrounded by big warehouses and a steady stream of transport trucks headed for Greece or Albania were arriving. Quite a let down as a main Via Francigena destination!


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