Lilli Carati Una Ragazza Molto Viziosa

The snow falls in Tirana welcomes the day with his candor dark.

It 's a rather dark cloud that continues today covers my country, it is still raining in the wet.

A month of waiting, all waiting for this day, because so long for a verdict that seemed almost certain? For once, I hoped that common sense prevailed, but no! Still here to gobble up his hands, still here to be ashamed of their government and its parliament.

Even in the most grotesque stories you could imagine something like that.

After two years of rule someone had decided to put an end to all this, someone who for years has supported the bad government of Berlusconi, for their own interest, who knows maybe even for money. That someone one day, that bite her own conscience, or perhaps the strongest interest, who knows, had decided to put an end to all this, the Italian right could no longer bear such a mess, being in the government, but at what price? Price To see the corruption and mafia in our parliament. No this was no longer bearable. Then overnight, it was decided to gather some 'people, they still keep us in this country. Detached from the government.

Traitors, sold, irresponsible balls. As you might think to get away? With these things do not mess around, there's nothing you can control. You are slaves of power that in many years have helped to strengthen! How could you think that all this could happen? Thought to be the balance, and instead you realized that it is not nothing, you realize that what you have done for so many years someone else can do it very well. Sell \u200b\u200bfor pennies! Did you think it takes so little? Deluded! Do you still believe in fairy tales! Keep telling stories! As one of your "redemption"! It is useless! We are all still here. And without doing anything.

If you do not buy someone else buy it! So it is! Resign, this is not for you!

You can not wake up after 16 years and understand that this is not going forward. You must take your responsibility! And we have ours. Mal shared is a joy? The joy is all his own! We remain the only bad policy. What a country torn to shreds.

crisis, precarious work, men and women who can not afford to have children, buy a house to live in their work.

And you who have been there to look for all these years you just have to be ashamed, be ashamed for selling your votes, the votes of people in the values \u200b\u200bof right and maybe we really believed that for a while, just for a while ' it is the illusion that all this would change. Maybe for a while did you really believe you too, but now, now that the illusion is gone to you what left? Only regret, remorse is not more of you to take that money! There is someone else! There remains only the irony of fate! Mocking, that to you, you talk of meritocracy has arisen for a bitterly ironic. The woman who has "betrayed" is her own, is the symbol of ignorance in the "Cayman" feeds, demolishing university education, she is a symbol of education based on merit, where who wins and who pays not lose pay, where the only merit is that of money.

So think well and think that if this country is now so badly, perhaps a bit 'of the fault you have too!

We instead we want the guilt of having witnessed all this, without giving due weight, thinking this was ridiculous. But with each passing day we realize that the ridiculous becomes reality! And all I thought the first no longer exists. values \u200b\u200bthat we grew to become our president tells jokes around the world. Freedom of speech, freedom of the press, the right to education, the right to health, these jokes, which the powerful will continue to laugh and we cry, until we also take away the tears and try to scream, until We also remove the entry, and then God knows what will happen!

Kelsie Chambers Spellbinder

Phnom Phen Phnom Phen

Phnom Phen

Today is the first full day in this capital, I decided to pass it to visit the city.

Waking up in this guest house is really nice, I have my terrace with table and chair and in front of me a very nice view, does not even seem to be in a capital city full of skyscrapers and traffic.

Prepare my backpack and go out, here in Phnom Penh as well as the tuk tuk there are also motorcycle taxis, I decided to get on a bike because I did not even want to spend much time in traffic. I do bring to the center, near the river, so I have breakfast and then start on my lap.

This city is very easy to get around, the streets are all parallel and then not have names but numbers.

The city is very chaotic and full of life, very nice to discover it and turn to the case, taking dark alleys and small or end up in local markets without tourists.

begins to be very hot, go back to my guest house to take a nap in the afternoon and then go out and go to the Russian market, it's all across town.

Seeking a motorbike taxi to take me and I find him, Ron, very nice and do good. I am fit on his new bike and driving crazy, climbing on the sidewalks, taking in the streets against traffic, but all very natural. I talk a lot and I describes the city, out of curiosity I asked if there are orphanages around that you can visit and he told me surprised and happy that his brother works in a small orphanage on the outskirts. For him it would be bring me a big favor and let me be with the kids.

We come to market, do a walk around the many stalls infinite, is the ideal place for shopping as a tourist, is full of souvenirs. We do a tour and take some photos, after returning from a Oretta Ron and I do return to the guest house.

Ceno on my balcony and then I look at the photos of the day, I'm pretty excited for tomorrow and I can not sleep.

I think it would be nice if SMILE OF THE VAN could help many children around the world, I fall asleep with that thought, I fall asleep dreaming of the thieves of a smile around Africa, India, South America to give smiles to children as possible.

.... I wake up early with Ron I had agreed to go to the rice market to 50kg of rice for the children and then go get even pens and notebooks. He told me that the orphanage are in 25 and then I can take a notebook and a pen to each of them.

We stopped in a place to have breakfast and then off we go.

We are at a twenty km from the city, in the midst of rice fields throughout the structure you see a blue, inside there are two western volunteers who are there now two weeks, the brother of Ron and then some local volunteers.

One of two volunteers, a German boy welcomes me and makes me a ride, it makes me see the room where the kids are sleeping, two baths with shower but without the bucket and that is outside the kitchen. I ask how can they finance themselves and he said that Germans have big sponsors and other small sponsors around the world, people who send small monthly contributions.

are a better organization and there are many volunteers who come to find them.

ask the boy where are the children and tells me that they are in school, it's nearby, they built two years ago and have two classes, the kids can go to the village and beyond, even adults to learn to speak the 'English. We approach the school and feel a huge uproar, and they are playing in the yard, they are all beautiful, just see me say hello, I jumped on and started playing with me, many speak English, know how to say basic phrases, with each exchange a few words.

Then I put in a circle and begin to play, play capture the flag, I'll explain it to him in English and they make a mess. Every time I call a number are running in 30 to take the handkerchief. After some testing we understand and you can play.

Here comes the teacher and the teacher is present with me and tell me I should begin the lesson, the class is outdoors covered by an aluminum roof and no walls. There are two classes and are divided by a piece of cloth. Today are English and the teacher asked me if I sit down with them, because soon there's big ones and they need to make conversation.

I put myself behind a desk and I find it hard to stay in it, everyone laughs clownish for my movements, then I'm going to be serious when they arrive the 2 older boys. I talk with them throughout the lesson, I'm really nice and get along with English, one is 14 and the other 12 years. They all work and 2 and now have the afternoon shift.

After the lesson, the teacher said to the guys who I am and asks me to distribute the notebooks and pens. I thank you all, thanks to the van of smile that even now is able to give a smile.

am still playing with them and then I prepare to return to the city. I'm in seventh heaven, to greet the train are all with me and chasing me for a piece of road.

I return to my room and do not go out, are so marked. I watch the sunset and think how nice it would be able to do really, THE VAN OF SMILES AROUND THE WORLD.

goodnight thieves smile

why not?!

mr.d

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Phnom Phen

the alarm is quiet today, I have time to prepare the pack and have breakfast with composure.

I pick up at 9.00 am, I order the mango shake, an omelette with onion and tomato and check the mail on your computer. Are now 9.30 and my tuk tuk arrives, no hurry, I learned from them, but the delay continues to increase and to ask 45min of my tuk tuk. He responds not to worry about coming. it takes me at 10.00 and takes me to the bus.

Phnom Phen comes with huge skyscrapers and lots of traffic. You see that is the capital and we see that we came West.

off the bus and I have not the faintest idea where to go to sleep. I'm in a huge city and the tuk tuk driver I have a lot of guest house. I find that the best way to find something cheap is the way of money, in fact, with cheap guest houses are located in most of the lake and not far from the center.

For $ 5 I am in a wonderful place, I arrived at sunset on the lake that gives me the welcome, distance are the skyscrapers and my room is on the lake.

The area is popular with backpackers, but local residents and foreigners, especially English teachers.

For step 2 the evening chatting with guys who teach at a kindergarten and a kindergarten and the third cousin of Marlon Brando. It 'a very chill out, a large common terrace restaurant and bar, pool table and television with sofas and armchairs stracomode bamboo.

I fall asleep floating in my room, I let myself be lulled Phnom Phen

good night

why not?!

mr.d

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Siem Reap Angkor

Angkor

Today is the day of the temples of Angkor, the day expected. I wake up at 4am and I get on my mountain bike with the torch head and backpacker.

Out is the night, lit up the map and see that the road is quite long but very simple. I do a couple of streets and in a moment are out of town, in front wooow in my eyes the sky is beautiful, it's full of stars ... the road is straight in front of me and allows me to enjoy this show, a shooting star greets me and I smile ... everything will remain in my thoughts the day.

I head straight to the second most important temple, the Bayon, coming the wrong road and I did not realize there before until I read the sign ... I can see the entrance and walked, leaving the bike. There are steps around me to do and there are lots of ruins. Slowly the sky begins to brighten and everything around me begins to take shape and life. I am alone, sitting on a ruin to see the faces of the gods discover the temples. They smile and they are all a lot. I relax and think a lot when the light is strong enough to get up and around all the other temples, travels many miles and I stopped for lunch. I'm ready to see the most famous temple and back to town.

Check Room sweaty, take back with a shower and rest. But not for long, I want to go out and give me a last lap around the city and eat at a restaurant with Khmer.

Khmer curry chicken I eat a very good and tasty, made with coconut milk, curry, potatoes, carrots, pumpkin and more ...

had finished eating I find the French boys in a street where all the local beer to make $ 0.50 for happy hour. We sit down to drink and tell day, I discover that I went well and that I did not spend $ 20 to see the temples this morning. You see that I went there very soon.

greeted me again with the French, was a pleasure to meet again tomorrow and it's off to Phnom Phen.

goodnight star ...

why not?!

mr.d

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Siem Reap

is 6 and I'm standing, I have to make a long while cycling on dirt road with my two bags. But the thought does not discourage me because the sky is beautiful, everything blue with scattered clouds here and there that give the magical brush to the canvas.

I have to also take the boat and then a bus that will take me to the border. I am very

em otion, was not in my plan to make this country too, but reading Terzani and charm of the temples of Angkor have made me an appetite.

This country has an incredible history and fascinating, I did not know much but this time I'm interested.

visa practices are long, almost an hour, and each sheet you hand over to ask you to fill out a dollar more for a visa that costs $ 23.

Pulling out my passport to the police the guy behind me says "you are italian you hip?" Accent surprised me around and say, "You are the Venetian you?".

E 'Martin, a guy from Vicenza who do not know personally but "when" wants is the son of the legendary Fimon Carletto, the owner of my favorite inn in the Veneto.

Martin is a great, great traveler and a wonderful person. His journey began in June from London, a special trip, a bike trip. He made Russia, Kazakhstan, China and then met his traveling companion to "case" instead wanted to kayak in the Mekong. Martin as someone who follows his stomach decides to give up the bike and continue to make the most important and fascinating river in a kayak. We do three hours by bus together, he tells me of his adventures and projects. Vietnam wants to get in and reach the ocean and then fly to Australia to work on the farm and make cheese.

"Carletto ghe you own a good fiojo" ... I greet you with Martino I make a picture with him, so when I get back in the Venetian I do offer my first beer after 10 Carletto years to go.

The journey is still long and I find that we arrive in Siem Reap late in the evening, I have booked the guest house and I can tell if any of the travelers who are there with me did.

investigating various prices and decide to join two Swedes.

arrived around one o'clock and it's dark, I hate to travel by day and night is coming.

I can not wait to get me a shower and lie down on the bed. The place is very clean and looks almost like a hotel. I can also make me a beard on account of what 10 days since I have never seen in the mirror.

I lie in bed and feel a heavy downpour, it's beautiful, sounds like a symphony, it is my first rain in Asia and is very romantic ...

Laku noc ...

ps my last day, Laos has no words but only the photos I posted a few days ago ... an unforgettable day

why not?!

mr.d

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4000

Don Khon

Today I move to the south, bordering with Cambodia, and 4000 thousand islands on the Mekong Delta, they say it's a place to relax and I just have this need. Take a bus with the driver mad. He runs like crazy, and we continue to bounce like balls, too bad for a big hole opens the door and drops a bag of French, luckily no one behind us, we retrieve the backpack a hundred meters behind and is torn because he made us jump on the road.

arrive in the river and a boat on the island takes us happy. The most quiet but with the guest house, that is, the bungalow on the River. The French saw that a couple of places you take a little nicer, I still walk a half hour and really find a niche ambushes and very quiet. Without the bathroom in the bungalow, with bamboo walls and thatched roof. I'm in love with this place, I have also my balcony and the most relaxing hammock.

cones French lunch and then relax at the bungalow required, we agree to drink from me and then dinner at a restaurant on river.

aperitif before I enjoy my hammock watching the sunset on fire the colors of the sky and water.

Bars super fantastic and quiet dinner then.

I return to my palace and I did not sleep, I take a flashlight and go look at the sky and sit on a bridge to observe the gentle and soft moonlight.

sweet night happy island

why not?!

mr.d

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island Luang Prabang - Luang Prabang Pakse

Luang Prabang - Pakse

This morning I woke up before the rooster. I get to do kirikiki loudly, but I do not think it's a good idea. This thought gives me positive and already I'm ready to go out in a moment. The backpack and let him take it because after I booked the pick up.

freschino Outside it, the light is still timid and there is a light mist, someone has already lit the fire and prepare the food, someone is around in his pajamas. They are all smiling and super active, do a walk of 20 minutes and crossing Marco and Mario, the monks are not out yet, but people are getting ready to donate food, most of it is sticky rice. But I also see that in a moment we were surrounded by hundreds of tourists with cars photos in hand.

After half an hour spent with a good black cofee Lao we see the first orange spots move in a row, from afar they look like a flame that cuts away.

mass crowds of tourists to photograph them and I try to avoid all that and put myself in the back streets where they spend the same but there are no tourists.

I can make myself some pictures, but I remain pretty to look at this orange dragon's tail that moves to the city by collecting and donating to poorest.

About seven o'clock the road takes a different atmosphere, I greet you with Marco and Mario and I do the last breakfast with the usual fresh market lady who pours the coffee without me asked. A gesture that I'm glad you and stays in my head.

The journey now is one of the most hard, I have to move from north to south and 24 hours by bus. The first bus it takes 10h to make several stops between 360km road experience for the amount of holes and lack of sleep. The others are on another trip 14h bus, night bus with a bed, too bad that the bed is single but there must be two people and myself I have to sleep with an American 2-meter, I "slept" like a mummy wrapped and sometimes with the window smashed, luckily there was a moon to look at, so soft and yellow.

arrived for the 8 to Pakse, are a piece of wood to burn, I have all the neck muscles hard and destroyed. There are other backpackers and together with 6 of them take a tuk tuk. There are three couples, two French and one Swiss. They are nice and together we seek the guest house. We find a cheap but you have to wait an hour to leave the room. Just enough time to have breakfast together.

These guys are really smart, almost all my life except for a guy who has 39. A couple on their honeymoon for four months for the whole of South Asia. Now they do Laos, Cambodia and then in Byrmania and conclude in Thailand.

finished breakfast we begin to agree to go for a ride before lunch. Lets you organize them, I'm overwhelmed, I propose: visit the village - waterfalls - fields cultivation of coffee for a reasonable price.

are all waiting for me at eleven o'clock, we climb in the van and began the tour, we're going to see some very beautiful waterfalls, we do not make the bathroom but we refreshed the same. The place where we were is super relaxing, in fact each of us has chosen a rock and we started to think this mother admiring the wonder of nature. How powerful, draws you in and if you do not spring.

From waterfalls make a small stop for lunch in a very beautiful place in the forest and then we stop at the village where he lives a tribe speaking a language totally different from the Lao and performing ceremonies of great antiquity. For instance, we did see some coffins carved in tree trunks or other things about the sacrifices of animals. But I have followed the guide. I was distracted by a group of children and I moved with them, did not want to disturb the driver and other glia, and then I walk away with the kids. I pull out my yellow balloon and play like crazy, at some point the other calls me to go and try their tobacco smoke a bamboo pipe with water in it. They are sitting in a circle under a house, we go out there and the pipe.

I realize that among them there is a child who has hands and feet all rigid, semi-paralyzed mouth, I go up to play with him, I'm here too and make space in the circle. When I approach the child begins to laugh, do its tongue out and touch my tummy, bursts of laughter and I burst into his stomach, I can almost tears. I can not get away, the baby keeps me by the hand, a balloon inflated to him and ask the guide if he knows what did the baby. He says that health problems and knows nothing more, has never been visited by a doctor. Still hug my belly and I try to resist, I put the last laugh with him and I have to go away.

I climb on the bus and do not speak anymore until you get to my room to get me a cold shower.

Ceno together with the French guys and we decided to go to 4000isole together the next day.

Perfect are good traveling companions. I return to my room and I fall asleep thinking about the little boy in the village.

children goodnight

why not?!

mr.d

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Luang Prabang

I wake up at a quarter to six with no problem, and get ready in 5 min only the fresh market, where I made an appointment with the boys. Even the shadow of them, then decided to have breakfast in the market at the same place after half an hour the kids come and tell me that we lost the monks. For now nothing to do, had already passed and they have seen him, but he was in another part of the city.

I will tomorrow before leaving for Pakse, while giving birth to 8 and can easily be at 5.30 to see me the monks.

With the boys decide to go to the waterfalls are at 32km and you must go by tuk tuk, at least one that does not take the bike, but it is too late then the heat becomes unbearable.

For the tuk tuk we are few, so we need someone else to try it lowered the price. We are still in the market and I take some pictures of children who eat breakfast before going to school. Meanwhile, an Argentine who passes the other night and I knew he was interested in the waterfalls, we were still missing two people, but also enough to get a fair price.

We find a Thai who lives in London, a super guy lively and too with my own camera in, I look at her, my him and he asks me some advice.

arrive to the beautiful waterfalls, are a paradise, there are 3-4 tanks where you can swim and dive, I can not wait. But before we make a trip coming up to the spot where the waterfall, a steep vertical drop of 100m, I had the knees to the chin that I came and I came across and with soaking your feet apart. We do some landscape photos, but I soon tired and I want to go diving.

We were a three-quarters of an hour to dive in the green and I would have never stopped to dive hanging on the rope.

Back in town just in time to take refuge in the shade of a restaurant with free wi-fi. I can go get me a shower and get ready for the last sunset in this city last dinner with Marco and Mario.

not do later, we ate the fish again, now I just finished doing the pack and every time there seems to be more stuff.

The bundle of the Fool is filling up with new experiences, colors, sounds and magic ... I love to travel following the "case" ...

Laku noc Laos

why not?!

mr.d

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Luang Prabang

kikirikiki Getting up with the cock is not bad, although I had caps managed to give me the input to get up. I could hear sounds of everyday life of neighboring Laos and intrigued me prepare and go out with my camera in the neck.

Before you start trying to hire a bike I'm going to have breakfast in the fresh market. Ideal place to observe local life. There are children in school uniform to give a hand to parents to mount the stalls, eat breakfast sitting on crates of fruit and then get ready for school. In the evening see the night market instead of the stand under the lamp to do homework and when approaching a break studying for tourists haggling with a calculator.

I find the bike into the agency for $ 2, sign me right on the map where is the place so you do not have problems to find the agency and start to pedal making me cool morning air.

through some bamboo bridges that make me step away from the city and in the middle of villages where women weave the silk to the frames and the hens will cutting the road. I'm just crazy, I almost take it in a thousand times.

are along the river, a tributary of the mighty Mekong and suddenly I hear the voices of children and seeking their origin, I am curious why they are screaming like crazy.

The screams of joy coming from the river, just below me, are on the slope of the bank to make slides wetting the ground and sliding on his ass on the inner tube of a bicycle. Looking at them is really fun, were full of mud and every dive is a general laugh. Do not notice me, I'm really taken by the game, I walk through the side of their clothes and get behind the yellow balloon saying "Sabado" is the Laotian greeting, they turn and smile at me. The gift of the balloon, holding it in hand to turn, dive with him and then if they pass.

I observed and photographed him, I'd love to have a bath too, but no costume and I'm not going to go around as they are mired in a 15 km from the city.

After a while they are in the middle of the river to pass the balloon and continue to laugh, I smoke a cigarette and watching their happiness back into town waving.

Arriving in town I find the case for Mark and Mario, you are refreshing feet in the river, reach and I relax too.

We are all happy and positive, they were able to photograph some interesting face and I had another special meeting.

approached by a boy who sells souvenirs, I do not know how did you see us trying to sell us a little bit but he understands that we are not good customers, but sees in us the desire to play and then he takes off his shirt and begins to play in the water with us.

We enjoy all 4, I present another yellow balloon and play volleyball as children.

He, Hati, and I could hear the child, with his poor English he told me that 10 years and do not always go to school because they need work.

We're going to eat and shelter from the sun in a restaurant along the Mekong, at the table talking about photography, Marco and Mario make me many questions, finished eating it was time to put into practice the mini lesson. The boys threw themselves and try to follow me, taking the same subjects and at other times I was going to photograph what I was saying, with the rule that if a person smiles, it means that it is ready to be photographed and obviously thank you and sometimes exchange a few words or just a blend of looks and smiles.

the afternoon photo shoot was good and it was a great way to share a smile as always.

now it is time for the sunset over the Mekong to Luang Prabang and six six do not you can lose.

We stopped to take a couple of beers in a booth and go to the stairs on the shore. Today I want to teach children to do silhouette. I take two shots, the ones I wanted, the man with the bamboo cane in hand on top of the boat and the background of red, orange, yellow sunset.

Then I sit and watch the horizon light load, even the children sit and enjoy the moment.

We are raising the hunger and the desire for delicious grilled fish. I eat a large piece with chopsticks and I must say that it is a great way to enjoy them.

We give ourselves a good night on the banks of the Mekong giving us an appointment tomorrow morning at 6.30 to go see the monks take alms.

Marco and Mario greet me "good night master" I laugh ...

Laos Sabado Sabado ... sabado

why not?!

mr.d

... Necistizing Myosistis

Just a perfect day in Luang Prabang Laos

My last day in Laos was perfect and did not write this but I'll leave you to look at my shots. ..

Simply by Laos

if you clik on the picture veidi the largest ... try it ...

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November 21, 2010

Luang Prabang

The natural alarm clock works, I have an hour to prepare and eat breakfast, now it's off to Luang Prabang.

I managed to delay the same, took over half an hour to prepare a simple breakfast

there.

The journey takes six hours and are only 240 km, the road climbs over the mountains and villages that incorciatore are many, each with its small market and almost all the houses made of bamboo. Children play in the streets, the women clean the rice and prepare some of the chilly to dry. The thatched roofs are covered with red and the effect is wonderful, too bad you can not take pictures out the window and pull out a camera is impossible given the amount of holes we encounter.

We stop in the middle of a village in the mountains and encounter facial features very special, eyes and nose are squeezed and pulled. Photographer some interesting and smiling face and go back on the bus to continue to rise following the thousand bends. Good thing I do not suffer the sickness, unlike the Japanese that I diffianco sits with his head in the bag.

have reached the perfect time to find the guest house with shared bathrooms and are already out that I head to the river to enjoy the sunset over the Mekong. I make a super ride by the river on the peninsula and I find the right spot to enjoy the sunset and the magical sequence of color and light. Charge me good this time of day, the sunset over the Mekong is all positive energy. I relax and journey into myself. I feel happy and lucky to live this journey, I'm learning a lot and helps me understand myself. In order to travel only means to know and above all correct. In a sense, you explore, you acknowledge your limits and stimulate your curiosity.

The sunset made me hungry, everything has changed in the city than when I arrived there the night market and the stalls are endless. Lights everywhere, I feel rather confused and it seems a new city.

they put me in an alley, is the way of delights, barbaque every two steps, kebabs, chicken, fish, frogs, no buffet

Odle thousand ways. The nice thing is that there are also tables, seeking a place and feel of Italian voices, I stopped asking if they have photographed the sunset. So you start talking and eventually to eat kebabs and one thousand Beerlao.

The guys are just nice and positive people who make you feel good, the invitation in my guest house in the photos and Gurd drinking lao lao. And here begins my problem of disorientation, is the first time that happens I do not understand just where is the place you're looking for. I could not get my bearings, everything was different, and then after an hour and a half, doing everything the way I had done during the day, on the contrary, thousand times the wrong way. But it was interesting, because with Marco and Mario we talked about many things.

found the guest house we put in the garden looking at the photos, the boys make me many compliments and remain silent, I wonder if the day after we meet and go together to take the city.

A beautiful day, beautiful people and the city is positive

why not?!

mr.d