Up
the leaning tower of Pisa to view the hazy city, a crazy pose in front of the
Leaning Tower – a must, apparently after watching everyone else do so - visiting
the cathedral, a walk around the Pisa's
Cathedral Square and it is time to depart or the Galileo Galilei Airport.
Uh oh, what a scene – why are the xray
machines not working? Why are there
crowds standing around not moving? Delays?
Cancellations ?? Fog??? We never
saw any clouds – just distant haze…. Old
radar? Over cautious pilots? We spoke to many interesting people during
our long wait – and heard about lives, families, work etc and the
inconvenience. Very late in the evening
we were all informed that there would be no more flights and that there were
stretchers upstairs. Really??? Sure enough, a large room was crammed with them, each
stretcher accompanied with a thick orange plastic wrapped blanket. This was not good enough! Wait, our flight is being called – a bus to a
hotel? That’s better! After travelling for an hour, at 2.30am we
arrived at a Novotel Hotel at an airport north of Florence. At this striking but very old hotel, we were
quickly registered and departed to our warm room of 2 single beds with one small pillow each and a very stained, cigarette butted carpet, for 4
hours sleep before breakfast and an hour’s trip back to the Pisa Airport. London, here we come 18 hours later – at
last!!!!
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