Lucca was recommended as a non-touristy walled city. The city wall is completely in tact. They have paved the top (the rampsets). We rented some bikes and circled the city Sunday morning.
Lucca is a walking city. The "roads" are barely wide enough for a single small European car. As we walked to our hotel Saturday afternoon, we got caught in a people jam. The crowd did not appear to be tourists but rather locals, or at least Italians, out shopping.
Several areas had booths set up selling various kinds of goods. In the center of what used to be a Roman amphitheater they were having a flower show. It was fun to see the variety of flowers. Some we recognied; others we didn't.
We had an excellent dinner of Luccaese soup (thick vegetable) and a shared calzone. The house wine was excellent!
We spent the majority of Sunday strolling through the city. At one time it had 180 towers. Today there are a couple dozen. Towers were built by wealthy merchants. The first story served as their shop. The next few stories (single room each) were living space. The top story was the kitchen. All floors were connected by an exterior wooden staircase.
We climbed to the top of a bell tower. The hand-wound Swiss mechanism has rung the bells every quarter hour since the mid-1700s! We got a great view of the city and heard the bells up close and personal.
Sunday afternoon we took the train to Pisa airport to pick up our rental car for the week in Tuscany. I was feeling a bit intimidated. Rick Steves describes driving in Italy as a video game for keeps. To further complicate matters, route numbers are either non-existent or meaningless. You navigate by knowing the next town or city you're going through.
The lady at the rental counter told is to follow the signs to Florence. Unfortunately, there are two different routes. One goes through Lucca and the other doesn't. We knew something was wrong when the sun was setting in the east!
We finally got on the right road and took the exit to Lucca. Now the fun really began! First, we needed gas. This is the only time I have rented a car in my life that had less than a full tank (1/4 to be exact). It being Sunday, the gas stations are self-service. Of course it couldn't be like the US where you swipe your card at the pump. They only take cash in certain increments and you pay at a central location where you specify the pump. We were really confused and about ready to leave when a young couple pulled up and offered assistance.
Gas accomplished, our next task was to find an entrance through the wall into the old city. Our marriage almost ended there! We felt such relief when we got in. Little did we know the challenges that still lay ahead. As I mentioned, the streets are VERY narrow. We needed to find the shortest one-way route to our hotel. We were doing pretty well until we got to the end of a piazza to find it blocked at our street by concrete planters. Actually, it was ALMOST blocked. The car was surrounded by people in the square. I had had it and wasn't about to go back. So with a very large audience I navigated through the narrow opening on to our street that was packed with people. It took 10 minutes to go a couple hundred feet. An older Italian couple started to scold us, but when we explained our destination they actually ran interference for us.
The final challenge was getting the car into the garage. Suffice it to say it's a two person job and involves folding in both mirrors. What a challenge!
To contrast the excitement, we had dinner that night in the garden of a quaint restaurant. The food was amazing. It started with potato leek soup with eel and ended with caramel rice pudding.
Tomorrow, exiting Lucca successfully and introducing Tuscany.
Ciao,
Barb