Today I went on a field-trip to Lucca. Lucca is a walled city, built as a large fortress. It has medieval walls as well as walls pertaining to the Renaissance period that are thicker, mainly to withstand shelling from cannons. Lucca is a cozy town very much like Venice, sans the water. The town center is built on the ruins of an amphitheatre and so is, for a change, circular.
The intensity of tourists is high but not to the stratospheric levels found in Florence. After some time you tend to appreciate cities that have less tourists.
The locals somehow get by with the throng of tourists and I guess they appreciate the Euros that are spent by them in the shops.
A antiques fair was in full flow in Lucca as we arrived and a wide range of stuff ranging from complete dinner tables to tiny trinkets were on offer. I have been looking for an old portable typewriter that works. Sadly I couldn’t find any. All of them were large and heavy and the one portable typewriter that was available wasn’t working. It also had Gaelic characters.
Straight out from the walls.
It was a warm and muggy day with no breeze and high temperatures.
Contemplating on a late cup of coffee.