3213 – Ferrara XXIII

I’m not religious at all, to the contrary, the longer I live, the more my agnosticism turns into atheism.

Regardless though, I love churches. Even more than churches I love monasteris with still intact cloisters.

We’d had bad luck at the Certosa, we’d had bad luck with San Benedetto (the earthquake again), and we also had bad luck with San Giorgio. The cloister was closed as well.

Not so the church, and that was a good reason to go a little wider.

San Giorgio is directly outside the wall, opposite the south-eastern gate, on the other side of the small arm of the Po that flows along Ferrara’s southern wall.