Pisa and Lucca

The Duomo (main cathedral) in Pisa has the best manicured lawn in the word. Even during the last weekend in February, it looked like this.


hah.. these are great. sometimes you just have to be a straight up tourist.





The towers original purpose was to be the bell tower of the Duomo in Pisa. It started to lean while they were building it, and it still leaning.. although it is now supported by cables attatched to other buildings that help hold it up.



Aron and I ate lunch at an outdoor cafe near the tower.. there wasnt much to do in Pisa except see the tower and eat, so we ate. Wine with lunch is a tradition that I dont argue with.



This guys came up to the restaurant with his guitar and started singing things off of the menu.



Some grafitti under a bridge in Pisa.



We took a bus from the train station to the tower and decided that we were going to walk back to the station by following the route the bus took to get us there. We, of course, got lost and neither of us brought a map of Pisa with.. these signs didnt help anything. It was worth it though, because we ended up finding the original wall of the city, and some awesome views.



The Arno river that runs through Florence also runs through Pisa.









Lucca is a small city about an hour and a half train ride from Florence. It is still surrounded by its original walls, so to get into the city you have to walk through small passageways like this one.



One of the main attractions in Lucca is the Roman amphitheatre where they used to hold shows.. it is now basically an oval shaped Piazza that is completley walled in by buildings.



We rended some bikes and took a bike ride around the city on top of the wall.



Mel met us in Lucca that morning.







Aron and I on our bikes.. and me, always with the cameras.







There is graffiti all over the place in Italian cities.







Piazza Napoleone was my favorite place in Lucca.






We were in Lucca during the week of Carnivale in Italy, so we got to see a lot of street preformances and a marching band.



Right before we left, I bought a small painting from a street artist that we met and talked to earlier in the day.