Touring & International Montecatini Terme

... and attached it to A-frames while workers removed soil from the non-leaning side and created a counter subsidence to the lean. While the famous lean “lost” 40cm during this project, the per-year slippage has been arrested and the Leaning Tower will stay at 4.1 meters of “lean.”

Despite feeling off, it was great for me to see the Leaning Tower again – and great for Murray, too. It is funny to ...

... dans les jardins!

ensuite on est aller voir le vrai "David" de michealange. installer au bout d,un aller d'un petit muse au gros prix! c'est impressionant de voir sa grandeur et surtout de penser qu'il a ete realise dans un seul bloc de marbre, sculte a la main avec les outils de l'epoque. Comme dans tout bon muse, il est impossible prendre des photos!

... shops! Money talks.

From Ponte Vecchio, we crossed the street to the Galleria degli Uffizi (Uffizi Gallery), where we spent a few hours viewing the incredible art collection housed there. The Uffizi is home to the wealthy Medici family’s private art collection, which was bequeathed to the city of Florence in 1743 by the last surviving member. While I could write at length about the Uffizi and all it contains, I will refrain myself and ...

... le pont Vecchio, remplis de boutique , un peu comme une version plus moderne du pont rialto de venise, mais sans avoir autant de charme.

de l'autre cote de la riviere, nous avons monter une coline pour se rendre a la place san michelangelo ou nous avons eu un superbe vue sur la ville. ensuite , sur la route du retour, nous avons croise l'eglise san croce avec sa facade en marbre.

N.B : Ici, il y a du vin dans les dollorama !!

... kitchen.I went down later that eveing to chat to the people staying there and marvel at the double bed inthe kitchen.

Really quiet in the off saeason with a lot of places noteven bothering to open or open reduced hours.

Was sitting outside the only bar in RioMaggore and Jess who I shared a dorm room with in Salzburg walked past. Turns out she's staying in the same dodgy room as me again!

Was lucky there was a bunch of good people ...

... quite embarrassing, it was very cute and thoughtful. Bev, Karli, and Emily really tried hard to make my day special even though the locale was enough of a treat. After that lovely meal al fresco, we discovered a gelateria that had particularly appetizing flavors. Em told the guy working that it was my birthday, so he gave me about five free scoops of gelato. He was super sweet, and he even gave me a Daisy Duck pick in my cup of gelato. The pear and mango gelatos ...

... A big WhatEver! Althought quite the flirt he did give us really good prices on the leather coats we are each bringing home. Mamma Mia! I got your leather belt dad, I think you are really going to like it!! That night we ventured out to see an Italian Opera in very a small, beautifully dressed church on the local hang out part of the town. Tosca by Pucinni! All I can say is Wow!!! Truly fantastico! Mom, you would have loved the tenor; his voice was so robust!

well Florence became our "slack" destination as the shopping gave way to the tourist attractions. I discovered the leather markets in particular and we spent numerous hours on seveal days exploring all the different stalls. Along the way we discovered a cute wine bar and a cool Irish pub that Brad loved as we walked in just as a game of rugby was starting to play on the tv. We had planned to venture down to Pisa and then ...

... an hour and a half outside of Firenze, so it means a coach ride. This is good. I can use the nap. The town of Pisa is obviously geared towards tourists. There are little stands everywhere selling trinkets and things. The tower itself does not stand alone. It is part of a set of three buildings, all church-related of course. The church is interesting, but I confess, I do not remember much of it. I think the drug I took ...

... Bologna, the scenery cahnged into these amazingly green, tree-covered mountains with little houses and villages in them. The sun setting low in the valleys illuminating a hilltop village as our train zoomed by. Still in the mountains, the train pulled into a town called Prado, nestled right in the middle of it all. Then to my surprise, Florence was just a few minutes away. Pulling into the station it didn't look like much, but train stations don't usually inspire ...