
And I'm back home with a sprained ankle and a left foot that's acting up. Talk about speaking too soon.
But the two days I did Pisa and Florence was lovely (in spite of bad ankle).
There is something so satisfying about exploring a city on your own... it (the city, the wanderings physical, mental, emotional) becomes extremely personal that when you're done, you leave with some sort of self-made connection to the place.
It's like, if I ever go back there in the distant future, I'll definitely be swamped with feelings of nostalgia over and over again walking down the same paths, seeing the same sights, noticing the same etchings on stone walls you once sat against and stoned (sans weed of course) till your hearts content.
And then there was the place at the Piazza Della Signoria with about a dozen statues (replicants of the originals like the one above) in a hall-like area with steps where I sat down, took out a book and munched on Snickers (too lazy to find lunch). And this on the way to Ponte Vecchio which is a bridge notable for the shophouses all along it selling touristy stuff.
And the gelato. Omg, the gelato. *love*
And I should prolly mention that my Olympus battery went kaput on the morning of day 2 so most of my Florentine sights were captured on my not so canggih W660 cameraphone.
When I saw the leaning tower of Pisa, I chuckled, amused by its determined inclination (pun) to the aberrant. No, but seriously, it looked so silly leaning to one side and all.
A gajillion people were on the grass in that square camwhoring with the tower, pushing it, pulling it, leaning on it, keeping it up with one finger, holding it up with feet while lying on the ground, carrying it, making sure it doesn't fall down, etc watever you can think of lah. Quite the funny.
I have a theory: the shorter time you have in a place, the more you appreciate it.
=)
3 comments:
you look really tan XD
heh
black just say black larrr
XD cannot! that would be impolite. you also seem to be very well nourished XDD
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