So, today my cousin Benedetta and I woke up early to go to Pisa. Now I've been to Pisa before, it's not nearly as dynamic as Barcelona or Rome, but it's still a beautiful city. After jumping on three trains, one to Prato, one to Firenze (Florence), and finally the one that took us to Pisa, we reached the city. The rides made for a quiet morning.
When we got there, we met Clarissa. She's a Filipino Italian student, plays flute, studies at a conservatory and is doing well in her flute pursuit, but also is a quite a hard rocker and metalhead. Slipknot is her life (her words)? Also, she's my cousin. Clearly awesome runs in my mother's side of the family.
So we did the regular thing, to see the tower and take a picture. But before that, we met up with some relatives of theirs, (ours? mine?) and we got a ride there. We also ate at a restaurant where a few of Benedetta's relatives work. ... was that a free meal? Either way, probably the best margherita pizza I've had all trip. Pizza in Pisa. Go figure.
We then tried to get into the duomo- apparently you have to pay. But apparently, the line for the tickets was so long if we waited we'd be there until really late, so we decided to instead take a cycling (err, what amounts to a cart for three with pedals) tour. That was nuts. In the sidestreets, we were constantly dodging pedestrians and parked cars. In the main road, we were always moving to the side to get out of the way on. Somehow we ended up on a busy street being chased by a bus. No I don't have pics, no estoy loco.
But otherwise it's a great idea to take, you get to see much more of Pisa and the river with less effort and in less time (relative to walking). That said, hills suck. And so do bridges. And heavy traffic.
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