Locanda S. Agostino Lucca

... market (without the sampling) with lots of lovery deli's, cafe's and patisseries. Ofcourse we had to buy the local pastry called a buccellato which is kind of a cross between a biscuit and a fruit loaf... yummy with the morning coffee.<br><br>Before too long Kim pointed out her favorite bar from last time and pull me in to join her in a wine or 3. The tapas were as good as Kim had ...

... one was also closed, but there were no hours on the doors. Tara had said that she wanted to go bike riding but this time on her own bike which she handled quite well and we rode twice around the wall then walked back to the playground which the girls had seen everytime we rode around the town. On the way home we decided to look for a ...

... the bus to the village rather than take the 363 steps up. We had a quick look around, at a small chuch as well as a lookout and then walked down the steps, back to the train station. By this time, the girls were getting tired as it was quite a bit warmer than the weather we were used to &#8211; in the mid- twenties I would say. We thought we were catching the train to Manarola, the next station as we were going to walk from Manarola to Riomaggiore but for ...

Just realized those not on facebook haven't seen pictures from Pisa and Florence. No long recap of Anthony and I's weekend in Tuscany, for obvious reasons. Also note that "Anthony and Alison's Great Adventure" was like taking a knife.<br><br>Love you guys! :)<br>

... We found a restaurant that had been recommended called Ristorante Giglio but we arrived too early- in true Italian style, it didn&#8217;t open until 7:30 pm, so we just had to go promenading with the locals until it opened. I came across the chocolate shop open that was closed earlier when we went past so I had a look. The dinner at the restaurant was probably the best meal we had had in Italy. I had a Tuscan dish ...

... our balcony!<br><br>Back on the Ruby, we had time to relax on the Sun Deck. It was a very warm afternoon, in the high 20's so a relaxing couple hours seemed in order! Being a tourist can be exhausting! <br><br>We made sure we had dinner early as the final show of the Broadway Ballroom was in the Princess Theatre at 8:30pm. This show rivaled a very high level performance as the show featured the talents of the ...

Got into Lucca yesterday arvo, after the longest drive of the trip (8 straight hours). Franz deserved his early night and beer. Tan and I went to pick up Günter from Pisa (about 20 minutes drive by taxi). Gerri (a family friend) is also staying here so the dynamics are very broad. Nonetheless everyone is getting along nicely ...

... here after leaving Torgiano this morning to go to Pisa is akin to finding an oasis. In the past the town of Lucca has literally been an oasis when the river Serchio flooded the surrounding countryside but due to the famous city walls of Lucca the town was dry. Finding this oasis was again an experience with destiny. I left my familiar rest spot in Torgiano to see some sights; the leaning tower of Pisa has ...

... ourselves instead. The trains didn't start running until after 9 pm, so we grabbed some wine, watched the sun set over Vernazza, and played drinking games. Does it get better? No. The next day, the workers weren't on strike, but there were some problems with the tracks. After a day in Cinque Terre, we tried to catch a train back into La Spezia so that we could do laundry and either wash our shoes or light them on ...

... and various tourist attractions. Most are unassuming, well behaved, quiet and generally just your everyday normal human being. Unfortunately, the only ones we have come upon in restaurants, who are loud, noisy, and sometimes plain objectionable, have been Americans. The only ones on public transport who fit the same category have been Americans and the odd Australian. When it comes to pain in the **** large bus tour groups, massing around a flag on a pole ...