As he has done for many years, this man sweeps the small sidewalk area in front of his home. He is using a traditional broom. (Near San Frediano).
I didn't plan to stop here in Piazza San Frediano for a snack of bruschetta but, the lovely tunes coming from the fingers of this busker were more than worth the diversion. He didn't look the part of a classical pianist but, for the hour I sat nearby, he played piece after piece after piece from memory. Maybe his plastic keyboard with the crackly speaker and the missing foot pedal would have put off a real musician but, I sure enjoyed it - "he played real good for free," in the immortal words of singer/songwriter Joni Mitchell. (On Via Fillungo).
I don't know how this ended up on our plate but, it didn't last long.
Another day, another round of diners in Piazza dell' Anfiteatro - pigeon eye level view.
Walking to lunch or just walking. Lucca is a walking kind of city - you can't get lost and you can't go too far.
A selection of modern appliances in a store display.
And if you get tired of walking, there is always a cafe, bar, or restaurant ready to serve you. (In Piazza San Michele).
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