Day 37. Thursday 6th May.
Pisa’s field of miracles was only a 20 min walk from our encampment, under a hideous thunderous underpass but what a sight greets you. The famous leaning tower, such an
appropriate symbol for Italy?
Totally unexpected were the Baptistry and the Cathedral. Both stunning, monochrome, confections in their own right and all set in an oasis of the greenest lawns you ever saw.
A guard with an incredible voice demonstrated the astonishing acoustics and echo in the Baptistery.
She sounded like whole choir singing counterpoint. Until the arrival of an English schoolteacher and her class, not to be swayed, she continued to lecture above the singing. The singer got louder but so did the teacher until the voice broke off, ripped into the English lady in vehement Italian, (ours isn’t good enough to work out what she was saying). The rest of the performance continued in hushed silence. Our feet almost left the ground the sound was so utterly transcended.
Nothing would persuade us the go up the tower but there is so much else to see it hardly mattered.
Pisa’s field of miracles was only a 20 min walk from our encampment, under a hideous thunderous underpass but what a sight greets you. The famous leaning tower, such an
appropriate symbol for Italy?
Totally unexpected were the Baptistry and the Cathedral. Both stunning, monochrome, confections in their own right and all set in an oasis of the greenest lawns you ever saw.
A guard with an incredible voice demonstrated the astonishing acoustics and echo in the Baptistery.
She sounded like whole choir singing counterpoint. Until the arrival of an English schoolteacher and her class, not to be swayed, she continued to lecture above the singing. The singer got louder but so did the teacher until the voice broke off, ripped into the English lady in vehement Italian, (ours isn’t good enough to work out what she was saying). The rest of the performance continued in hushed silence. Our feet almost left the ground the sound was so utterly transcended.
Nothing would persuade us the go up the tower but there is so much else to see it hardly mattered. Explored the medieval city centre but on a cold wet day it all looked
very shabby 
and over lunch decided to head for Sicily and sunshine,
and over lunch decided to head for Sicily and sunshine,calling at Rome and Pompeii for stopovers on the way down.
