After a long night’s sleep followed close on the heels of a five hour nap, we woke up like grizzlies from a winter long hibernation. That morning of the 28th we woke revived and ready for the day. We had one thing left in Rome that we wanted to see and that was the Pantheon. Even though we were checking out of the hostel, they were kind enough to let us leave our packs until we got back. The transit we were riding wouldn’t take us all the way there, but the short ten minute walk from where it did drop us off was actually refreshing. The Pantheon definitely lived up to all expectations! (I guess I really should have read up on some of these historical objects before visiting, so that when asked by Aaron “what so significant about this?” I can give a better answer then “its really old”…lol!) From there we went back to the hostel grabbed our packs and headed out for Pisa. When we got to Pisa we had about a mile walk from the train station to the tower. The tower was a little difficult to find because it was nestled right in the heart of the city. However, when we did turn the last corner, the plaza opened up like vision to the very spot where it sat (Pictures just don’t do it justice; I just wanted to stand and stare. It was remarkably fascinating!). From Pisa we headed on up into France. Unfortunately for us, we exited at the wrong station that night so we walked to the next town to catch our train. When we got there it was 1:00 in the morning of the 29th and the next train wasn’t leaving until 5:00, so we pulled out our bed rolls and joined in on the slumber party that was already taking place on the station floor. When we finally did get back on the train we decided to take a little venture, so we exited at Monte Carlo at 6:00 in the morning and strolled through the empty town. We walked right down to the harbor and found a bench to sit on for an hour and watch the sun rise. On our way back to the station a police officer who had watched us earlier with suspicion marched over and asked to see our passports. From there we decided to spend the day relaxing in the French Riviera town of Nice. When we got there we unloaded our packs at the hostel we found (which was formerly a monastery, but sense converted), took a short nap, and went for a stroll along the Mediterranean.