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... a four person bike. We rode around the old town on the top of the wall - 4.2 kms. The wall is at least five metres wide and is used as a pedestrian and bike path. There are even rows of trees along the side.
A great amount of silliness happened on that bike and I can only be relieved that no innocent bystander was maimed, nor us with Phil's steering antics and annoying bell ringing..
After the wall ride we rode down ...
... and a tour of the Camposanto Monumentale, a cemetry like no other. The Camposanto Monumentale appears to be a massive elegant warehouse from the outside, the sculptures above the main door (Pisano) and the blind arches the only clues that it is not just that. Within, a visual delight. The open internal columns form a wide porch, lush green grass and roses in the central garden give the sense of a cloister, especially with the statues ...
... the Autogrill in Bentivoglio (A13) an Atlate Stradale (road atlas) from Italy. The map helped and we arrived after a couple of breaks at 5:45PM Arena Mateto.
We received from the Puccini Family a warm welcome.
We visited the next day the harbor close to river Arno
Penelope, the daughter, gave us a guided tour in Pisa. At Piazza Chiara Gambacorti , we had some drinks.
... the train station, we got our tickets for our trip to Manarola, then found our platform. The train arrived shortly – this time it was smaller and older (only one story). The trip was pretty good, though the regional trains make a lot of stops (I think there were 11 before we got off), and they’re certainly louder than the high speed and intercity ones. We changed trains in La Spezia and boarded our train for Manarola. It was another ...
... other tourists were scarce. I had Bryan take a picture of me in the silly pose that everyone does. I figured Dad would be proud. :)
Then we started walking back to the other train station in Pisa. I was feeling pretty exhausted. So I started reading all of the signs I saw with my best Italian accent to stay awake and amuse myself. "Pasta-ree-ah! They sell pasta. Paneria. They bake bread. Pizzeria. That's an easy one. They make pizzas." And so forth. There ...