I thought this coffee machine in our hotel was pretty awesome. I'd never seen one where you could see the milk bottles and watch the milk level go down.
This package was sitting by the pancakes, so Tim grabbed it thinking it was some type of jam. Do you know what it really is? A hint - he didn't use it on his pancakes!
Tim and Mary Beth's daughter, Elizabeth, met us in Pisa today, then we all traveled to Luca, where Mary Beth and Elizabeth will stay next week and go to an art class. This is one of the gates into the walled city of Luca.
I don't know if you can see the spikes at the end of the gate, but there are some spikes that would go into the ground when the gate is lowered.
We had read (in Rick Steves book, of course) that you could rent bikes and ride around the wall of the city, so that's what we did. It was a nice ride and was a lot easier on my foot than walking.
This tower with the trees growing on it is one of the things to see in Luca.
Another tower...
...and another view of the wall.
Another striped church.
The four of us with the trees growing on the tower in the background.
Looking straight up at the tower.
The plaza of Luca.
Enjoying a cup of coffee or in my case, a cup of "warm" chocolate. That's how it was described on the menu and it was just barely warm, but it had a lot of whipped cream on the top, so maybe that's why it wasn't very hot.
After having our drinks, Tim, Ken and I took the train back to Pisa. Ken and I flew to Paris, France to spend the night, while Tim stayed overnight in Pisa and left early the next morning. When we checked our luggage, the woman checking us in, was going to send our bags directly to Seattle, but we told her we needed our bags for our overnight in Paris. She had to redo everything to do that, but we thought everything was going to show up in Paris. When we went to get our bags in Paris, mine came up, but Ken's didn't! We spent about an hour in an office with a couple of women, trying to figure out what happened to Ken's bag. The first one we worked with was pretty sure that the bag wasn't in Paris, but Ken kept insisting that it had to be there and that he had to have his bag for the night. Eventually, the other woman got involved, made a couple of calls, and found his suitcase. It was a total miracle that they found his suitcase and that they brought it up to him. They even made sure that there was a shuttle bus available to take us to where we needed to go to get to our hotel, because the shuttle buses were about to stop running since it was almost 11:30 by this time. They went above and beyond the call of duty to help us! One other crazy thing happened after we got home, the next day, Tuesday, I lost a crown from one of my teeth. I was so glad that I didn't lose it while we were gone and that I was able to get into the dentist the next day!
