The first order of business after getting our stuff settled into our apartment, was to head out and find food. This proved to be a simple task in old town Pisa. Heck, there were even restaurants right outside our building door.
In fact, restaurants sprawled across sidewalks and into public spaces, wherever possible in Pisa. We opted to walk for a bit, until we came to Piazza Dante Aleghieri, with its row of restaurants. We looked at a few and opted for Restoro Dantesco, largely because it had an awning cover to protect us from the sun and glory be, air conditioning (outside,yet!) to help us keep cool. Even then, we still felt quite warm (compared to Ireland).
We had been advised that English was not widely spoken in Pisa, but there were English descriptions on most of the menu items and our waitress was able to communicate clearly with us.
We all opted for a fresh pasta dish and supplemented it with a mixed salad. All washed down with a bottle of good Italian wine. Who could ask for anything more? Our morning alarm fiasco suddenly seemed so far behind us.
We quickly learned that while we had eaten in Italian restaurants in other parts of the world, none served as fresh or as delicious Italian food as we found in Italy. This should not be a surprise. Everything was fresh, properly cooked and served and mostly locally sourced. Ciao Bella!