Posts tagged Pisa
Posts tagged Pisa
Pisa: the Basilica and Cathedral in the evening sun, taken from the top of the Leaning Tower.
Pisa: James got attacked by a bug and I laughed and Matt was unfazed.
Pisa: views from the top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
Pisa: me in the Basilica, and me out of the Basilica.
Pisa: the parade around the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
Pisa: me, ballin’ so hard that mother fuckers gon’ find me around the Basilica.
Pisa: the Leaning Tower of Pisa in the afternoon sun.
Pisa: me, James and Matt at the very top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
Ahhhhhh yes, the obligatory Pisa visit to THAT tower. All the photos are on my brother’s camera, me being the silly duffer that I am and leaving my camera at home.
I knew it was going to be a good day because as we were walking through the entrance gates into the Tower park, some guys who were selling sunglasses on the side of the street started yelling at Matt, “HEY PLAYBOY! PLAYBOY!”.
So we went around into the Cathedral and the Baptistry and then finally the Leaning Tower. Climbing the stairs is trippy as balls, because even though you’re walking upwards, the Tower will be leaning down so you’re just all ‘what even is gravity?’ the whole way up.
There was also some sort of re-enactment going on that night around the base of the tower. Little kids all throwing flags and drums and period costumes, oh my! Which I thought was rather twee…
Until the sprinkles came on and sprayed them all. Watching grown men in pantaloon running away while their huge hats with feathers fly off their heads rates amongst my Top 10 Funniest Renaissance Re-enactment Moments of All Time.
No but seriously Cathy hit me 3 times to get me to shut up because I was laughing too loudly. There were tears- TEARS.
On the drive home, I hear Dean mention the words ‘scenic route’ which is basically like me hearing the words ‘imminent catastrophe’, because Dad’s scenic routes are just infamous. “Scenic route” = words delivered at 9.12pm. “Finally home” = words delivered at 1.34am.
BUT WE FOUND THIS AMAZING PLACE FOR DINNER. It was in a tiny Italian village which I have no idea of the name of and wouldn’t be able to find it again even with my own army of flying monkeys. And the monkeys were getting public holiday pay.
Huge pizzas, tiny prices. All incredible. AND THE WAITRESSES WERE ALL BABES. A side note: this couple was sitting behind us and my oh my was she the biggest bitch to walk the face of the planet. They weren’t even speaking English and I could tell this guy just couldn’t catch a break. At one point she even shook her arm free and stormed off to the bathroom for 15 minutes. See an Italian diva in her natural habitat? Achievement unlocked.