Today we headed to Pisa. We had learned a few lessons from our journey last week. Instead of taking a shuttle to a bus to a train station we took a taxi to a train station. There were a couple of passengers who recognized us as we got off the ship and asked what we were doing in hopes of finding out the best way to get places. They hopped in the cab with us and also the train to Pisa.
Once on the train we knew it would be a quick 10 minute jaunt to the next stop…PISA!!!........wait…why is the train stopping?
Apparently a rather common thing in Italy is a strike or protest. Sometimes the train workers strike for fair wages, but today the students were striking for some other reason and blocked the tracks far ahead. Our 10 minute ride turned into a one hour sit. Eventually the train started moving and stopped one stop past Pisa Centrale, which actually put us right by the leaning tower.
Another day for great photos. I was hungry and hadn’t had coffee so I was a little on edge, but after a nice snack and caffe latte it was game on. Again, great pictures were taken that you probably won’t see until December.
Tonight is not only our late night improv show, but our second VIP party of the night. During the party Deanna and I were talking with a guy named Dave. We started talking about what he had done on the cruise and that led to stories of the Uffizi. Apparently his son studied art in Italy and gave him a list of the 12 pieces of art he needed to see in the Uffizi and why…then he gave us that list. SCORE! We’ll be using it and attempting to go to Florence next week.
I made the running order for the show tonight and it ran short. Not a big deal. It’s improv and we simply added a Day in the Life to the end. The volunteer was Elli…the guy who was with us in the taxi, train, and Pisa. As Deanna was interviewing him and he was talking about the train strike there were three guys in the back who were shouting out “OH! Yeah! Screw those guys!” They had been stuck on a train as well. First I bring Jen and that lady together via expensive gelato, now these guys and us found each other via train strikes. Peace at last.
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