A Fortnight in Italy, Part 3

Pisa
Pisa is only about an hour from Florence, so on the afternoon of the first we took a train to see one of Italy’s most iconic sights. It would be nice to spend a little more time in Pisa, because I liked the look of the town as we walked through it from the train station. The tower didn’t look like I thought it would; for one thing, it’s not terribly tall, and for another, in pictures you never see all of the buildings around it. The tower is right next to the cathedral, with a museum and the baptistery nearby. The four buildings are in a grassy area, rather than a paved square, so it’s called the Campo dei Miracoli, the Field of Miracles. To go up in the tower you must buy tickets 15 days in advance, and we just missed the cut-off before we left. But looking at the thing, I don’t think I would’ve been at all comfortable climbing it. Because it leans. I have enough problems with anxiety over falling down stairs that are not slanted.
But of course Pisa is most well-known for being the home of Marco Polo’s co-author of sorts, Rustichello da Pisa. That is what it’s famous for, right?