Do Hip Replacements Come Cheap?

My body hates me.  We started out the day with the Cannoli brothers in Cinque Terre, as usual.  Our train from Cinque Terre to La Spezia was delayed 20 minutes, so we enjoyed a lesiurely breakfast being buffeted by the trains "in transit" that sped by our bench and nearly knocked us over. 

Pisa was gorgeous, but ==okay, Stacey would like me to clarify.  The Field of Miracles IN Pisa was pretty.  Not Pisa itself.  At least, not what we saw on our way to the Field of Miracles.  That was where the true pain began.  We climbed.  And climbed. And climbed some more.  And when we thought we were through climbing, we found out there were two more levels to the Tower and we climbed some more.  After that, Stacey did some interesting acrobatic moves on the lawn in front of the Tower to get some cool pictures (ala holding the tower, etc). 

Following the Pisa climbing was the Florence walking.  We went out for dinner, and must have passed 50 cafes, sandwich places, etc, and Stacey wanted none of them.  She was looking for the true "food experience."  I stand corrected once again.  She was looking for something decent, aka without ham.  (she's sitting behind me right now, backseat writing as I type.)  She would like me to point out that I got a sandwich from the sketchiest place ever.  I got a sandwich from a local shop where they assemble it in front of you according to your specifications and I only paid 2 euros for it.  And it was delicious.  So we walked for 45 minutes to find this sandwich place and when we got there? Closed.  As in, shut down.  Thankfully, there was a Mesopotamia Kebab shop a block away that smelled delicious and so she was able to find something delicious in there.  (omg she made me rewrite like five words in that sentence=note the double use of "delicious") 

Saw the Duomo. Sketched the Ponte Vecchio (one sketch is really amazing and one is reminiscent of a 3rd grade art project).

Funniest moment of the night:  Stacey goes to get off her bunk bed to take a shower, and instead of sliding down gracefully to step onto the quite tall stepstool, she hits the stool, skids off of it, falls to the ground, pitches forward, and careens into the bunk bed across the room, landing on some other girl's stuff.  It was freaking hilarious.  True comedy.