And so it was that Cristian hobbled on one leg and I poddled on two round the beautiful historic centre of Lucca for the Ponte dell'Otto Dicembre.
When we got to the Torre dei Guinigi, with its trees sprouting atop, and discovered there was no lift, we decided we had better come back the following day, taking a picnic with us and making it into a 12-hour excursion.
Needless to say that we managed to skip it, basking in the sunshine of Piazza Napoleone instead and discovering Trattoria da Francesco (family run, super yummy cappeletti lucchesi).
Lovely handbag! (Torre dei Guinigi in the background)
The best mortadella sandwich bench ever!
Piazza dell'anfiteatro.
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Hey - we were waiting to see pics of the pregnant chick! the Friedbachers
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