Lean on Me

Pisa was as beautiful as ever. Even though we arrived pretty late, we took the time to climb up to the top of the tower. I hadn’t done that before in previous visits. Now that was an interesting experience. The floors tilt so much it feels like you are off balance. Combine that with the height and it disorients you pretty good. There were quite a few people that were clinging to the rail because they felt like they were going to fall. After climbing up the tower, we went to take the bus back to the port. It was pretty late and no one else was waiting at the stop. We were a little nervous that maybe the buses stopped running at some point, so I asked the guy at a near by souvineor stand if the busses were still running. He said yes and to take the blue bus that said Lucca on it. Well; shortly after that the bus came and we hopped on. Everything was going fine until the bus turned right and started up the hills. Something was wrong. We asked one of the passengers if the bus was not stopping at the port first and they said no, it was going straight to Lucca. Humm, that is a problem. We didn’t have much choice so we decided to try and catch the bus back from Lucca and start over. But when the bus finally arrived, the driver told us the next bus back to town was tomorrow morning. He told us we might be able to catch the train back that night and told us some complicated instructions on how to get to the train station. We stepped off the bus a bit confused but headed to the station. I guess he could tell we were a little out of our element and pulled up beside us told us to get in and drove us to the train station. You gotta love the Italians. That would never have happened in the US. Everything turned out well. We caught the train back to the port and made it back to the boat ok.