Leaving Pisa

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
Thoughts as I left the City of the leaning tower,Pisa.

Submitted: August 14, 2012

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Submitted: August 14, 2012



When the plane took to the air,I was keen to see what my beloved Pisa looked like from the air. It was a Wizzair flight and the service was okay by me. I was comfortable and a bit tipsy from Xuxa's vodka .
I had a window seat therefore all I had to do was turn to the side and gaze at the beautiful Piazza Duomo with its crooked tower. I wasn't dissappointed.The view was awesome. As the city got smaller and the neck began to ache,I faced forward and pondered my decision to live in Budapest. I ended up thinking about the way the air hostess would look without the uniform the I dozed off to pursue my inquest in physiology.When I woke up the pilot was speaking in an inaudible grumble but I knew he was showing us some landmarks so I looked out again.This time I saw a blend of nature and man's grooming: Unending acres of farmland framed by the sea and the mountains. I saw beautiful looking shrubbery and beaches and different shades of sand all coming together to form the most amazing mosaic ever. The low hanging cotton white clouds just made the sight more glorious.

Seeing all that beauty out of the chaos just made me wonder how much beauty we can create if we all could come together. Our difference serving a higher purpose.
Well I didnt dwell on the thought for long because the air hostess came over and this time she was offering a chicken sandwich and some beverages. I couldn't say no and it cost me 6 euros!

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