I wonder if Galileo ever did this?

It’s time to pack and to leave our wonderful Residenza. I don’t want to go. There’s still so much to see, but yes, next time…

In the early afternoon we catch the train to Pisa, and our overnight hotel. After checking in, we take a taxi to the Torre Pendente. The whole area is heaving with tourists and tour groups. It seems they’re deposited in this one part of the city to take photos. As we look all around, people are standing with their arms in the air, posing for comedy shots. It’s very bizarre to see. But soon, we’re doing the same. It proves remarkably difficult to get the angle right.

We enquire about going up the tower, but it’s mid afternoon, and the first available ticket is at 7.30pm, plus it’s quite expensive, so we opt for a look round the city instead. It’s a very different experience to Firenze. Much more like Coney Street on a Saturday afternoon. After the Campo dei Miracoli and all the tourists, it seems strange to be surrounded by Italians, and, suddenly, there are no Americans.