On our tour of Tuscany I planned the shortest pit stop in Pisa. Several travel sites reported that the Leaning Tower of Pisa was a must-see, but not worthy of a sleepover. Which was okay, because my clean PJs were packed away, ready for tonights slumber party in Siena. We were coming from a focaccia-filled trip to Cinque Terre and Pisa was the perfect place for refueling on carbs, gelato and a little bit of history. Besides, I didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to take one of those I-am-holding-up-the-tower photos. Yes…I am cheesy like that. Aren’t you?
Vendors lined the walkway to the tower. I am not a souvenir girl, knick-knacks usually mean too much dusting, and easily refrained from buying an “I Love Pisa” statue, t-shirt or keychain. But, that wasn’t the case for hundreds of other tourists who were lugging around bags full of their treasured novelties.
Ta-da! Here it is, the corny photo that I came for. And I couldn’t be happier. Of course, Peter can’t follow the rules. Almost more impressive than the tower itself were the dozens of visitors surrounding us doing the exact same pose. I should have taken a picture of that.
Though there was an option for climbing to the top of the tower, for 17,00 Euro, we had just finished scaling the 463 stairs of Florence’s Duomo and would rather be eating more pasta than doing any sort of exercise.