The flight from Gatwick to Pisa was so easy. We arrived in Pisa at about 9.30pm and the transfer from the airport to the city was a few minutes on a bus. Quite surreal to think you can just nick off to Italy for a weekend. Decided to grab a hotel really close to the station just because it was late. Was a comfortable business hotel and would have been just fine but they had limited vacancies for the next few days. Had decided just to stay in Pisa to save the constant packing and unpacking and train it from there. My last visit to Pisa had been a quick one with Al so thought it would be also nice to spend a few days just wandering. Whilst the tower is spectacular, the surrounding streets are lovely and peaceful, not surrounded by the young Japanese girls with their phones attached to long poles taking endless selfies.
Booking.com showed what looked like a lovely hotel with vacancies for a really reasonable price. The Hotel Bologna was a lovely find in a gorgeous street and very close to everything. I had read that Pisa has the best food in Tuscany and what I have eaten has been fantastic. Sitting in the piazza eating assorted meats and cheese in the Italian sun is just as close to perfect as one can get. It is not as hot as when Al and I were here so much more pleasant. The sun, however, has done what it should with the magnificent pomodoro and I have eaten the gorgeous Tuscan fruits at almost every meal.
Sleeping under the stars 