Wednesday 31 December 2014

Day 78: Lean times

Up early again this morning and soon driving towards Lucca again. This time, we stopped off on the way at the Ponte della Maddalena – the Bridge of Mary Magdalene – popularly known as the Devil's Bridge. A very impressive piece of medieval structural engineering, the bridge was built in the 11th century, forming a vital crossing over the Serchio River on the Via Francigena, an important medieval pilgrimage route from France to Rome.






The vernacular name stems from a story, one of many told about these 'remarkable' medieval bridges, in which its builder, distraught about being unable to finish the bridge on time, made a pact with the Devil, whereby the latter would finish it in return for the soul of the first to cross it. The builder was then careful to ensure that a pig was the first to cross the bridge, thus thwarting the nasty old Devil.

Regardless of how it was built, the bridge is certainly very impressive, and we shared it with a group of three late-middle-aged Italian men, all armed with cameras, all snapping away merrily.





Just outside Lucca we stopped at the big, new Essalunga supermarket (as you may have guessed by now, we love a European supermarket). This one loved us back – so excited are they about their new flagship outpost that they were giving away free bottles of Chianti to shoppers as they (we) left.

Our destination for today was Pisa – when Sarah heard that we were in the vicinity she insisted that we all went to see the Leaning Tower. The land around the city is extremely flat and as we hit the outskirts, Kate pointed out the tower, white and leaning, poking up over the tops of the nearby buildings. Following Sally's directions, we drove through those outskirts until we reached the Arno River, where we parked the car and walked along a series of eerily quiet streets to the tower.

Before long we found it, looking just as the pictures picture it – white, ornate and on a tilt. It's situated in a large, grassed precinct ('Don't walk on the grass') with a few other impressive, if less off-kilter buildings, surrounded by numerous groups of tourists doing the 'holding up the falling building' thing, which Kate insisted the girls also have a go at. Formalities out of the way, we meandered over to the city centre, which was hosting a nice antique/craft market.








As we still didn't have anywhere to stay next, we spent some time looking for a bar/cafe/restaurant with free wi fi where we could have lunch while wandering the old information superhighway. We didn't have a whole lot of luck, however; although we did see a sign advertising Pisa's free city-wide wi fi network. But it was one of the those Catch-22 networks where you had to register to connect – after which they would helpfully send you an activation message to the email account you couldn't access because you didn't have wi fi. After a while we gave up and just back walked along the river to the car.





Yesterday, we left Florence feeling a bit unimpressed. We had had quite high expectations – everyone raves about how beautiful Florence is – but we just found it crawling with tourists, caricaturists and tat sellers. Yes, there are some amazing buildings, but get away from them and overall, the city is quite architecturally boring. Pisa was the opposite – we went in with low expectations and were quietly impressed by the architecture, and once you got away from the Leaning Tower, there weren't all that many tourists.

On the way home, we stopped outside the cafe in Bagni di Lucca that we had visited a few days before and used the password we'd gained to access their wi fi – and finally decided on tomorrow's destination - Turin.

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