Feeling at leat a little better and with the “you are in Italy” meter ticking ever louder I decided to indulge in that great tourist with a plan activity “the day trip”. Several options were available, but as i would have to do a reasonably early morning passage through its centre I figured going to Pisa would help achieve two goals.

Oh the things I saw in Pisa.

I am starting to learn how to read your run of the mill “Lets go” style tourist guides. Find the write up on the largest town in the area you are in, go straight to the back pages and read the “day trips” section,.. get your ass to one of those day trip places, pick the one with the most difficult to understand instructions or that require a connecting bus or train and the words “infrequent service” within its description and stay there for several days making the large city the “day trip”

The Piazza that contains the leaning tower of Pisa is so appropriately named, miracles occur there every day as busload after busload land in this pointless dirty little town with really nothing of any spiritual or inspirational interest and take photos of an engineering error and ooh and ahh.

Dont go to pisa, if you want to see mistakes, go down to your nearest factory seconds outlet and marvel at jeans with malfunctioning zippers, shoes with mismatched stitching, stand in front of a pair of boxer shorts whose colours have run and get your friend to take a picture, stick that in your album, just dont go to pisa, skip it, go somewhere else.

I shant go on, trust me my camera stayed well and truly tucked in my bag during the 6 or 7 hours i was dragged away from Lucca.

Dont go to pisa, just get the t-shirt.