Pisa. That town with the leaning tower. The entire area looks heavy. Lots of marble and stone. So to see this one tower leaning is unsettling to say the least. But the beauty of the surrounding buildings and the shadows cast by the early afternoon winter sun was marvelous.

After another serious lunch wound my way through the streets back to the train station. I stumbled upon some type of Italian carnival for the kids. I hung out and watched for quite some time...snapped a few...you know.

I could smell the sea here.