Today, briefly: Took a train to Pisa. Saw the leaning tour of and took the cheesy "look, I'm holding up the tower!" picture. They sell a lot of leaning things there (mugs, shot glasses, lamps, bottles of alcohol). Really good gelato for lunch. Decided Livorno sounded like a neat seaside place to go, ran to catch the train. Turns out Livorno is basically one big car factory, but tried to make the best of it and find the ocean anyway. Talked to an old Italian man ("Scusa, dove il mare?"), who offered to take us there when his wife came to pick him up - turns out the ocean is pretty far, he thought we were crazy when we said we wanted to go by foot. Considered, but didn't want to get stuck in Livorno for the night, so ran to catch the train back to Pisa and try Lucca instead. Got to Pisa alright but missed Lucca because we got on the wrong train and the right one had already left by the time we figured it out. Met a crazy hyper middle-aged Italian man who basically sat on my lap while we were sitting like idiots in the wrong train, told us about all the places he was going to take us in Lucca or Via Reggio or London or something, then followed us while we tried to figure out when the next Lucca train left. Managed to ditch him, ate an orange in Pisa, got the next train to Lucca. Cutest town ever - maze of a wall, blooming trees lining the road, pretty piazzas. Best dinner (Trattoria di Leo), cheap and delicious 4 course meal, both Erin and I accidentally locked ourselves in the bathroom (silly Italian keys, or too much wine at dinner, maybe). Back to the deserted station, caught the last train back to Florence (;sfdlkgj w;eoifsdj Santa Maria Novella, what?). Bed.
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