From Milan, Past Bergamo

Leaving Milan, following the Naviglio Martesana

I asked at a monastery for a bed, but got this instead, near Treviglio

The lady on the right treated me to a cappuccino

This truck driver gave me some fruit

Once again, an inoperable phone booth (hadn't charged my new mobile phone yet) and an offer to use a phone

My wonderful hosts in Bolgare, Francesco and Anna. They met through their mutual sense of social conscience, as volunteers to help the mentally ill.