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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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Of course, when you go to Italy, you have to visit the Leaning Tower of Pisa, it's always on your "must do" list. So I went on a private tour to the Leaning Tower of Pisa. When in the tower, you could feel that it was leaning. We learned about how the tower became "Leaning Tower" instead of "Tower." The tower was a bell tower made in Pisa, Italy, and during it's construction the ground was too soft, making it lean due to it's ...
... break for the beach we were driving past. At the time, we were all thinking that this can't be the actual way towards Pisa. Moreover, it turned out that our internet (and therefore access to GPS) stops working once you cross the Italian border, so we were flying by the seat of our pants for the rest of this adventure - no map and none of us speak Italian. So, we wound our way along the coastline of the Mediterranean in Genoa for about an hour until we managed to find ...
When I was at the Leaning tower of Pisa I liked the way it
was leaning because it shows that they didn’t build the towers base right. I've always wanted to visit it because of all the tourist pictures I see and it makes me want to go. At Pisa I didn't just visit the tower I also ate there at a pizzeria called Pizzeria Penny Forever.
... also pointed out Monte Cristobalite, and Pianosa. ( Pianosa is the prison island ). Before long, it was lunch as we were delightfully spoiled by Marina's sandwiches .... Each year I wait for this one time Marina spoils us with her wonderful creations. Fish + goodies! and tomatoes, gruyere and prociuto for me. After lunch, I went below, and just fell into dreamland under my duvet. The sun was out, but the mild winds from the North ...
... cliff side with a garden hose - I also saw Alassio written on the clif side and there it was, the little access road, the small winding road down to the beach. The road I ran bare foot to tell Anna to ring the fire brigade when our bus burned.
The camp site was gone. The access road was a private road with a gate. It was still amazing to stand there and look down on the beach I had loved so much as a kid. But I had places to go and things to do.