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Friday, April 25, 2014

Spring Break...Part Two: Pisa, Italia

Pisa, Italy
While Pisa wasn’t originally in our plans for spring break, it turned out to be a pretty good day trip. 


Let me just walk you through it though.

Making it to the Train Station
As usual, we somehow ended up having to sprint to our platform in order to not miss our train despite having have woken up early and catching the bus to the train station at a reasonable time. It’s just not normal if we’re not always running, apparently.

Anyways, we managed to make it to our train right before departure. It was such a close call though, that we didn’t even have seats when it took off. Thankfully, we were able to get situated and I got to sit next to a girl who missed her flight. I thought missing a train would be bad, imagine a flight. She didn’t seem to upset about it though, which I thought was pretty cool cause I would have been totally bummed out had I been her.

Pisa International Airport
Something I found very interesting was the number of people who go to Pisa just to catch a flight from there. Apparently, Pisa has a very large international airport. I found this surprising considering it’s such a small city compared to Florence or Rome. But then again, our flight to Barcelona was leaving from Pisa as well and it was the only one we were able to find so I guess it worked out well. 

Arrival to Pisa
The first thing we did when we made it to Pisa was to buy tickets for the bus that would take us to the airport. Our flight was scheduled to leave at 8:38pm so we had to be at the airport at around 6:30 or so.
After purchasing our tickets, we went on a scavenger hunt to find where we could check in our bags for the day. We finally found the bag check in and made our way for the leaning tower, which was pretty much the only reason we had visited Pisa.

Leaning Tower
We walked through the beautiful streets of Pisa


and about 20 minutes later…boom. There it was.


The amazing leaning tower; it’s a lot more beautiful in person and pictures don’t really capture the level of its lean.


Of course, like everyone there, we took tons of pictures with it. You know…the typical poses: tipping it over,


catching it,

kissing it,


kicking it,

punching it,

leaning on it,

etc.


It was entertaining to see everyone and all their neat poses. Everyone looked absolutely ridiculous; as I’m sure we did too. The pictures were completely worth it though.


Once we were tired of taking pictures, we napped on the grass for about an hour. It was so nice to just lie there and relax. I somehow got an awkward tan though. It was the strangest thing. We also overheard a pretty dramatic conversation between an ex-couple. While it was quite hilarious to hear them, I did feel for the girl. The dude sounded like a complete JERK.

Roaming Around Pisa
When had finally had enough of the leaning tower and about 10 million pictures later in every single part of the piazza,








we finally called it good. We grabbed a bite, bought some souvenirs and found a nice little cafeteria to chill at. We ate some gelato and people watched for a while.

After we got bored of that, we went window shopping…strict window shopping because it was extremely hard for me to not purchase anything. Especially because I found the cutest short overalls ever and the greatest shirt ever! It took every little part of me to contain myself and just say no. It was awful. That’s when we realized the struggle was real and decided to just head to the airport.

Waiting at the Wrong Spot…Again
Back at the train station we picked up our luggage and headed to where we thought the airplane bus passed by. Again, we were terribly off. We were waiting for a nonexistent train for about 20 minutes when we finally decided we should go ask. Thank goodness we did that, because right as we found where we were supposed to be, the bus was getting ready to leave. We caught it right on time.

Barcelona…Here We Come

Needless to say, I was more than ready for Barcelona. In just a few hours I would be in a country where I actually spoke the language and would be able to communicate with no hassles. J

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