Also, we stopped at a pizza place to eat lunch. A cute dog came up to us to beg for food. We tried shooing it away or pushing it, but it kept coming back. Finally, I reached for its collar and read its name.
"What's his name?"
"Well, it's a girl. And her name is... Olga."
Immediately after I said that, the dog gave me a look of panic and bolted. I'm not sure what that was about, but we claim that her cover was blown once we figured out her name and she had to bail.
And that was our daytrip to Pisa.