Livorno is an interesting city (first described to me as a new, pirate, Communist city). I really wish we had have had more time there. Laura suggested we go to Livorno’s beach in order to escape Pisa’s oppressive heat, but I got the impression that being there was more about not being in Pisa.
I can’t believe I never got around to posting these photos. One of our best trips in Italy was to Volterra. We rode in Laura’s car and watched the landscape pass by as stormed clouds moved in.
Daniel and I arrived in Pisa just ahead of “the best day of the year,” the eve of the Feast of San Ranieri, Pisa’s patron saint. Candles are installed on the building fronts along the Arno River, all electric lights are put out, and the night is launched with a fireworks show.
Perhaps after having had too much to drink, my friend Laura recently invited Daniel and me to stay at her home in Pisa for a long vacation. We took her up on the offer and Daniel booked his vacation time almost immediately. We landed in Florence last Friday, and Laura and her boyfriend Stefano drove us to Pisa just in time for the city’s annual celebration for the patron saint.