I hate to say it, but Pisa was the first time I felt a little disappointed on my trip. Hey, seeing the leaning tower was cool. One of those “I’m in Italy, I’ve gotta see it” sorta things, but over all a trip out to Pisa is pretty much a non-event. Pisa is a fairly small town, with not much going for it really apart from the tower, something I think it leans on so heavily that the burden it carries of keeping the town alive may be the cause of its imbalance in the first place. Probably the most exciting thing I spotted in Pisa are the Italian answer to Twisties: Fonzies! I tried hitting a packet against a nearby jukebox, but it didn’t seem to fix it.
I ended up seeing the tower twice actually; once on a day trip with Allen and Jen, just before they left, and again as a sight seeing stop as part of our busabout leg from Florence to Cinque Terre. If you’re wandering where my “Holding Up The Tower” shot is well sorry to disappoint you: that’s not how the s-dawg rolls. It is jumping photos or nothing; and in this case you get nothing.