About a month ago I found a very cheap flight to Pisa, so that's why I'm here now. Of course nothing goes smoothly because as the plane descended through towering cumulus clouds like a bucking bronco, I knew it wasn't going to be very dry down there in Pisa. The hostel lies about half way between the airport and the leaning thing, all easy walking distances.
However, due to some heavy rain, I took a bus to the hostel. Funny looking place but I think its ok. Not expensive, and next door to the railway station where I will get a train to Florence on Monday, and perhaps a day trip during the next couple of days because Pisa isn't such a large place to keep me interested.
I wonder what tomorrow has in store?
