I stared up at the glorious gigantic leaning building as The sun was glaring down onto my shiny sweaty head. I was as slow as a turtle walking up the long flight of stairs. My ears twitched as I heard the large crowds talking. Click went the tourist's cameras as I got higher and higher I started growing butterflies in my stomach. My legs started to feel like jelly. my nostrils were getting attacked by the gourmet smell coming from the Pisa cafe. The birds were chirping from the distance. everyone was gasping of amazement. The beautiful scenes looked like a fairy tale.
