Sad start to the day with both Souvik & I falling Ill, with sore throats. Our Pisa plan got postponed, and we decided to stay close to home instead. Sunday is off for most shops, but the roadside stalls come out in full force.
Strolling in the piazza in the sun felt good, all the leather bags called out to us, and we indulged in some pleasant shopping.
The throngs of tourists guided us to Ponte Vecchio, the only bridge which was not destroyed in WWII. This bridge is lined with gold and silver jewellers, with a great view of the river.
We also passed some awesome pizzerias, then did not pass one, but entered it and pigged.
Like true locals, we had a siesta in the afternoon. Souvik ran 10 km in the evening, and I had a pleasant walk.