My first city in Italy was Pisa. I got there from Nice, France by a coach. When I saw the Leaning Tower of Pisa for the first time, I felt something weird. I mean I felt I lost my sense of balance or something like that. I think that was because the Leaning Tower of Pisa was sort of familiar object for me. Before I got there, I saw a lot of pictures and such. However, stand in front of a leaning landscape was my first experience, so I was kind of confused and my mind was elsewhere at the moment. Then, incorrectly I went to the men's loo.
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