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Krakow 2004 2007 2006 ISTANBUL


Me and my partner we decided to visit a small part of Poland for the accuracy and the city of Krakow, with a bid-flight taken at the end of July and so armed with as much enthusiasm as often happens when we throw down the first route, we begin to study guides and forums.
We know that is the city where John Paul II has become Cardinal, the Czartoryski Museum is the famous painting by Leonardo Da Vinci Lady with an Ermine and unfortunately the death camps of Auschwitz-Birkenau.

arrive in the evening after a flight easy jet-quiet, unfortunately even though we are in early September is a perturbation about a week pounding the center of Europe, and so just put your nose out of the airport, but not before it had changed some € in zlotys, the reset of rain incessantly.
We know a fateful bus which should lead to the center but as the 21 steps and a time for wolves we just have to rely on a taxi.
The taxi driver greets us and takes us by putting the suitcase in the large trunk of a mercedes bright brown color, an antique smarmittato with a little black leather seats, which makes everything a little way east of the east. After saying in English address mumbles something and I realize that maybe you should show him the address written on the receipt of booking hotel ...... and so we start running at breakneck speed on poorly lit streets in the rain swing, and after about half an hour, we enter into Krakow.
The city is deserted, lights in the rain makes it even more sad .... but we do not lose heart and arrived at our hotel we pay the taxi, I think the right and enter the hotel's nearly 22, a surprise the room is a quadruple, we have the time to make two comments already in this first approach we sink into sleep.

1days: After a hearty breakfast with great happiness that we see the rain has given way to a pale sun, and we have the office for the first day of visite.Situata on the banks of the Vistula River at the foot of the hill of Wawel, the first day of sightseeing dedicate it to the Czartoryski Museum where the highlight is the painting Lady with an Ermine by Leonardo Da Vinci and I must say the truth does something small but still see little color makes a huge impact realize that we are the only visitors inside the small room and just stay for more than twenty minutes when we decide to andare.Il museum itself is not great but there are many paintings important and very beautiful.
The Jagiellonian University is the oldest Polish university founded in 1364 by King Casimir the Great. Today
Krakow is a very popular student city where they study about 120 000 students. Market place is huge and its sides measuring 200 feet long, the surface is 40 000 m2 or 4 acres. And 'one of the most' great squares of Europe from the Middle Ages. E'circondata and cafes with outdoor living by mimi improvised but very good looking to earn some form zotl.La Sunday flower market a show of colors and compositions in the middle of the square there is a long-Renaissance building - Cloth Hall where within stalls selling souvenirs of carved wood, amber objects, clay and clothing. In the north of the square is the Church of the Blessed Virgin Mary, after the monument piu'importante Krakow Wawel Castle.
E'ora after lunch and snack with bread with sesame seeds sold in every street corner where we sit in a room full of academics. Photos to choose from a menu a dish full of meat stewed and mashed potatoes with garlic sauce, bring us a (terrible) and local beer very good time to rest and go back into the marketplace to discover the streets and sights Old Town, we visit the church of Santa Maria and the port of St. Florian with his Barbican. For today we will stop dinner in the usual local Poles, really good people and so to bed not before checking the level of the Vistula River swollen by rain the previous days.

2days today would expect a complete visit to Wawel Castle. Then to the amazement of wonder conductress two full tickets that includes the Royal Palace, the Basilica Cathedral of St Wenceslas and Stanislas where John Paul II was bishop of the dragon and the cave it quickly because we expect the bus to the salt mines with various sculptures, honestly recommended to all those who suffer from claustrophobia and who was not as it is an endless queue to go back to back and it was stowed in a freight elevator very reassuring ...

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In a woman's life, from adolescence on, the first appointments are a constant, often accompanied by the search of that "forever" is a hope, a hope, a dream. The types of first dates are the most varied, q uelli organized by friends, who are the natural result of a virtual knowledge, those who, sometimes in advance, you already know that will affect only the sexual sphere, those after which it is clear that there will be never any close encounter of some kind, the ones that come quickly to sex but it was better not find out that the agreement is so terrible as to exclude sex appeal without a future together ... and those that occur accidentally, as a joke or a twist of fate, as in my case and Nicolas.
Then there are the first events that have unexpected twists. The other day, at lunch, while the three sisters who have made a deal they were trying a new self-service haute cuisine, I could not believe the story of Estelle: a few nights before, at a party at the home of a friend of his antiques, among a crowd of invited guests rather special, businessmen all ages, young man bored with dog, dressed in rich antiquated youth who drink only water and gigolo, she met Jacques, a 32 year-old sculptor, very, very French with a southern accent changed from a pitch that was snob eat your words. Shy and skittish, it was not clear if it was bored or if you simply want to hide behind a veil of mystery. After closer to each other, and Estelle Jacques no longer have stopped talking kidnapped in an alchemy that was becoming more intense. Putting aside a misleading first impression, Jacques was very well read, interesting, stylish, versatile, sharp e. .. never boring. In short, absolutely perfect. After a series of kisses and great promise, the mutual attraction led to the most natural of epilogues to bed but ... total disappointment. Estelle was totally unprepared because the stunning images. And, perhaps, was precisely the problem: he had too great expectations. It is not only a man who was trying to tear off the towels.
returning home to think about the sexual expectations: in a world where perfection does not exist and where life may hold sometimes of dirty tricks like the vegetarian restaurant that made us feel Angelique last night and that turned out to be absolutely crap , an expectation too high will not be misleading the Trojan Horse?
Meanwhile, the same evening, across the world, including Thomas, in Milan, defied the odds. Armed mouse had found the night before, among Internet-dependent, type a profile and photo is absolutely captivating. Ready to debunk, the allegations of sexologists, under which, due to performance anxiety, only 33% of men in the virtual meeting leads to something more, as opposed to women that 80% of the time trying to transform fantasy into reality, converting the virtual sex real sex, Thomas was prepared for another kind of first date that I, personally, I never had the courage to try: one in the dark. The philosophy of life of Angelique requires that before these appointments, it has always been inclined to imagine that the guy who goes to meet both fabulous. But this was not the case. Or rather, Thomas found himself without a reason, to perform oral sex with a guy who, as he quietly accepted by phone, was not in any way his type. This, however, seems anything but surprising. Speaking with Angelique, in fact, I was made aware of the fact that, just as we do not always attracted to men is undoubtedly beautiful, very often, the best sex you do with people who do not like. It feels, by chance, more free to express themselves? There are fewer inhibitions? Or does it feel paradoxically more themselves with a stranger?

little while ago, I was taking a shower enjoying the hot water to wet my skin and I reflected that perhaps it is true that the obvious things are born, for obvious reasons, sometimes it is better to take life as it is without trying to change the course of things. Estelle may be right with his belief that if sex is not very good is useless to say. But, sometimes, just a bit 'of improvisation.

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RECENTLY ...

... I gave myself to read, with great transport (even in a physical sense).

Several volumes I've read, they mention some below

- Antonio Zichichi "The Theory of Relativity explained to Gasparri," with a preface by Pierre Odifreddi which explained how to piss off those of Communion and Liberation, fuck high content of the pages to follow, with great spite of the author. Book by
very interesting content (paper and ink, for example)

- "The words of reason," interview river in 787 pages with Walter Veltroni, made by Antonio Polito (who has finally learned for the occasion to write without dialect), of which only cover the first 16 issues serious, the remaining 771 revolve about questions like "how many years have you smoked your first Marlboro ass, Alvaro Vitali as he did?".
Want to know the answer? Buy the book, beggars.

- Theology Essay co-written by Cardinal Ruini and altar boys got a case, entitled "I, God, Stocazzo.
Despite the premise, is a profound reflection on the values \u200b\u200bthat the modern Church wants to teach young people how to blow up and the cats tail with raud.
Needless to specify who and who wrote the first part the second ...
The cardinal did not stop tormenting the poor tabby Fuffy the churchyard.

- "My dog \u200b\u200bstoned," Raffaele Morelli. Valuable historical text where the psychiatrist Milan (but is a psychiatrist? But, above all, is Milan?) Tells of Pavlov's experiments on his mongrel, especially about the time he did take the beast through the funnel and kicked 5 liters of acid liseriggico. .. acid ... acid lasergico luser ... FUCK ... LSD, also giving him a flute, a straw hat and a pair of tweezers for eyebrows.
Interesting to note the use to which the animal is able to make these objects, especially after the gastric lavage carried out to make him vomit.

- "Uno.Nessuno.Centomila.Coglioni", work posthumous Indro Montanelli, fierce criticism on the customs of the average, now drugged by television, so do not even realize he was dead.

We highly recommend these readings, food for the effects mente.Con decidedly laxative.

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Hear hear Perhaps I decided to write my first real review ...

but only because the film really deserves, and it was a long time since I was struck by a film so much.

The STASI , an organ of political police of the former East Germany, is shown in all its technical and cold inhumane methods of persecution.

In the case presented in this film, Captain Wiesler (an excellent, unfortunately, to be pitied Ulrich Mühe) is asked by the party as the controller of the writer and playwright Dreyman ( played by an equally valid Sebastian Koch), which is also partner in the life of the actress Marie Sieland (Martina Gedeck) who plays the role of the protagonists of his plays.

Dreyman is very friendly with other artists adverse to the then communist regime, including Hauser and Jerska, but not openly despise any sign of the directives of the "party 'however, is equally trapped, his daily is also screened carefully, all his acquaintances, habits and intimacy of the moment are cataloged on hold when his friends buckle under pressure from protesters.

But at the moment when Wiesler begins to permeate the world of Dreyman more human in its implications, as it is involved in an irreversible way.

From that moment on, the Stasi bureaucrat gray and only starts to really feel the importance of artists such as Dreyman for the East German society, it is account of how essential it is able to relate with the outside world, including the undeniably as the accomplished men in having a companion at his side.

The companion that he never had, perhaps because they considered less important than a career as a persecutor of the secret police.

Envy of the Minister of Culture Hempf (he is first and foremost to dictate to stasis) is the main engine of investigation on Dreyman, as the housekeeper Sieland often abused with filthy blackmail, and the fragility of the same Sieland will be used to make an informant then.

Wiesler tries to cover all modes of actions Dreyman in the reports of wiretapping, convinced to do the right thing, but still can not escape the tragic fate of the Sieland who dies in an accident Following a fruitless search of the house of information on Dreyman thereof.

The human aspect of this film has something intimate and touching, the actors are exceptionally aware of interpreting, through their characters, a key piece of our history.

No human being should act as a torturer of his neighbor, because we all have our lives miserable, or that it is great.

A sincere greeting.

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I never know if I have the most extravagant events that occurred in Paris or Milan. Having gone along with the supporters who continued to insist that I opened a blog hours I find myself another chore and definitely inappropriate priate for myself: I never thought of being a spiritual guide, I've never believed that my life as full of events, could become a model or source of inspiration for anyone. I find it amusing quote some insight and reflect on the events since, probably, gives everything a lesson.

said that, considering the fact that many, even those who also have not read a single line, I asked several times to take this step, I felt it appropriate to inform them, because a little 'all bloggers have a strong hand Narcissistic be satisfied knowing that she trusts someone can read what is written. Ten days ago I accompanied
about Thomas after work to buy a sweater in the center. While we were from parts of Corso Como and we decided it was time for a gin and tonic , was, in fact, getting dark and there was nothing to see, and my BlackBerry rang: Alfredo, one of my friends Milan gay (yes, for those who were wondering if it is true, in Milan I have gay friends and female), passionate encounters in chat and cybersex , that for a couple of weeks, began to follow the my blog, told me what happened a few nights before: he was dancing in a room and met a boy, 26 years, which, however, is already going steady with someone. Not surprising were it not for the fact that, hidden by boyfriend, Alfredo has given his mobile number, asking to be heard during the week to agree on a possible exit, two, of course. Alfredo then sent an sms and the boy, as her boyfriend, generally, regardless of what she does when they are not together, responded by proposing a hot night of unbridled sex. At this point, Alfredo subjected me the fateful question: "What do I do? You only live once, I do not feel moral. " At that moment, I could not help but wonder: when you are at a crossroad and wonder which way to go, even if the will can lead immediately to the choice, as when he is in the sight of yet another bag from Bottega Veneta, doubt, that a jury, inexplicably, sniff on the fly, is perhaps the alarm bells that separates the determination by the desire?
suspicion that perhaps he was attending too many guys, Alfredo replied: "It makes no sense to be faithful, if you're in love." So, thinking that, according to Angelique, normality is only a form of excess or, in other words, that only a pre-established order can generate interesting transgression, stifling my embarrassment, after pointing out, knowing Alfred, that he should not expect anything but sex without emotional involvement, naturally and almost involuntarily I said, 'Well, what can we say? Without this fucked. " Reassured by the thought of Thomas who also coincided with my respect to the detail that, if any, should be the guy to worry about, being a boyfriend, even this assumption would have been sufficient as a deterrent, I could not stand the idea in the skin to know how the situation would evolve.
returned to Paris yesterday at half past midnight, as I was reflecting on the fact that, especially when it comes of sexuality, the ease of sin, repentance disconcerting, arrived with an almost telepathic sense of timing call Alfredo: with the boy, very gifted, there have been three nights on fire, all very important if you neglect to point out that, after the first, the heat has been a slow, progressive and inexorable decline. Moreover, in situations like this, everything is fine the first time but the other can only be monotonous and repetitive. Yeah, I think, is that in all things in life, but if you add the fact that there is nothing else to do the glue apart from the physical relationship, how could it be otherwise? So, to avoid the lack of imagination, The boy has proposed to widen the circle.
This morning, at breakfast, telling the story to Estelle I realized that if the suspicion is the controller thought the action was really lucky when next you have someone in whose eyes you can find all the answers to our doubts. Back on the road, the sun appeared to be a gray cloud.

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New on the face of Web 2.0 . I decided to get closer to the world of social media and make my entrance on Twitter.

A new debut embracing, for the first time, the world of media online, officially landing on one of most popular social network at the time and expanded my platform. From today, also my computer skills are slightly larger. For those wishing to follow: http://twitter.com/ALEX_andthecity .

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We're back to us, after all time ...

you will excuse me, but I had a lot of commitments (and headaches).

Once all formalities, let's move on to more serious.

Holy shit.

and well, yes, let's face it all: I do not like half measures!

Theme of the day, a group of special people, who can not do anything but shine through all our lives and lose their desire to be right about everything (which is simply a dispute over cooked or raw, or theological excursus on the meaning of life): the first class.

All in life happens to witness the disturbing scene of the "kiss academic" (sometimes even in elementary school!) the geek on duty, a figure who seems to live the single study, regardless of piss water balloon waiting for him after school ....

Well, we all know that low popularity is the price of success (especially when it comes to that between the high school, which is sometimes even simple conceit ...): do not underestimate the desire for revenge that will hatch nerds for ever in their lifetime!

When you're little ones and gracilini (never seen a nerd strong and sturdy), you're forced to submit to the rules of the court (such as adult immischierà, seeing that Mario Cazzaniga, back from a 9 in mathematics, surrounded by every foul sewage content in fetid puddles, taking to his heels by Carmelo Benincasa, eleven burly thug, repeating the fourth grade for the third time? Answer: No (1)), but when it comes of age, alas, took over the useless (2) civil codes, criminal, administrative, building maintenance etc etc.

Here falls the ass.

The nerd (now grown, if he survived the beating of Caramel) is a citizen with full right of appeal to the civic sense in any debate ... fuck ... Feel like

to let him know that you do not care if an academic he is right or not on any subject: will not stop until the last word!

The last chance to not become potential Caramel Benincasa?

Let them talk, do some simple nod, do you even pretend that the speech interests ... The talkative and their relentless hunger for "I am never wrong" comes from years of academic kisses, report cards filled with 10 parents waved before the eyes of the left - we usually take more to put his head in the books with the little ones, who knows why - that clears the little guy with a quick "good", while his foolish little head deviate from the TV tuned to the TG3 ... I think the result of all this is a Christian who stands before you, will help to feed a minimum of compassion, and will drop your intentions regarding some fetid puddle ...

Dealing with such people as adults is an experience that would put a strain on anyone ...

And not because we can not stand the yearning for intellectual supremacy of these people ... No, not endure their thirst for wanting to show a moral absolute primacy ...

But they also know them to be human (and therefore fallible) as any other citizen of this blessed-cursed planet earth?

Mah ..

For posterity (3) the judge.

Now excuse me, but I have a bit of pious past: I have to go to discuss racial bias with the progressive medium-duty ... a person graduated with honors, this infallible AND ... My God, how I wish I had eleven years ...

(1) or, better, perhaps the father of Cazzaniga, but it will not, because the child is more cagasotto
(2) When you reveal adverse effects, as some current institutional leaders teach us
(3) I always add this shit, though conscious that the next reader of the blog will be alive among some shine ...

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There are days when no matter where you go people feel that always happens to dissect the same topic. It would be natural if it were a news of the day or a trend that is particularly affirming that mome n to. During this time, from anywhere around me, including the room where the other day I spent two hours for me to bend to the hair, I do not hear that talk about betrayal and how, now, the monogamous are becoming an endangered species. The subject is so vast that no one could lay claim to the claim to be exhaustive or to reach a definitive conclusion. There are those who betrayed because he does not want to resist, because it wants to maintain its freedom of choice or simply because the passion between the couple was turned off and, therefore, look elsewhere. There are those who betray for fun, out of habit, for bulimia of adventures, lifestyle, desire for change, for momentary infatuation, without involvement by gender, for physical attraction. There not to betray those who betray themselves. But then, one wonders, in a world of infinite possibilities, where you change partners thicker than a telephone company, monogamy is really more important?
Before the summer, my friend Angelique, during a dinner at the home of friends in Milan he met Gabriel, 37, a lawyer, a man in his career, outgoing but at the same time, very refined. At the end of the night, exchanging phones and the intention to meet again a few days later for a drink disengaged. Given the growing understanding, was followed by other three, respectively, in the three successive nights, accompanied by romantic walks in around town, thanks a climate that left a foretaste of the impending summer and a few close encounter of some kind. Everything seemed to go well despite the imminent departure of Angelique for Paris, when Gabriel gives the phrase that has forever undermined any possible future expectations: "I'd fall in love but I'm afraid to change my lifestyle." For someone like Angelique this sentence would have been sufficient because the word "fear" should not exist in the vocabulary of a man when it comes to feelings. But it was not all: "The commitments are not for me. Moreover, the fidelity is only a mental construction. Relationships are often built on the false certainty one of them can not betray each other. But if you really love for two monogamy should be the most natural thing, if what is natural becomes a statistical concept, then the high percentage of traitors betrayed or make natural betrayal. " Angelique syllogism
found this so amusing that I could not stop laughing and decided that tonight would be the last time he went to bed with Gabriel. He would never put a man like that but did not want to betray herself and her desire to have fun that night. Gabriel could never be a potential love life but it could be a nice momentary fun even though she continued, impassive, to make him believe something different. Moreover, despite everything, it was still quite attractive. That night they left promising to feel the next day. But Angelique has not done more to find. What could be more exhilarating than to read the heartfelt messages of a polygamist unrepentant?

few days later, as I listened to his story, I kept thinking it was the justification for the betrayal was more incredible that I ever heard. Some people said to do with the betrayal of friends to boast, who confesses to partner to download a conscience, who hides, who thinks it's only a "holy lie, those who commit sin or omission of a couple who adopt an open or secretly open. But, difficult, I could think of a defense motion so original. Certainly, on the other hand, if you generally do not betray him because it seems wrong, or perhaps because, at the behest of the case, there is next to the person with whom there could be better understood on all sides, I think there's anything better than doing a thousand things with the same man instead of one with several thousand men.

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There's a light burning in the fireplace

There is no better way to exorcise his fears that face them directly. It can be simplistically defined shock therapy . Generally, all have common denominator: the uncertainty of the unknown, of what will be, the fear of not knowing how best to address the situations when you are forced to collide with them. But it is equally true that when you know the variables involved everything up to the moment before aroused anxiety only becomes normal. So is overcome fear of flying, the dark, the enclosed or open, spiders, mirrors, dentist, of different examinations, to fall in love, hatred of people, great things, a no .. . and, perhaps, even the women on the first day of sales.
We thought the same thing Angelique, Estelle and I when we accepted the invitation to attend the wedding of our friend Isabelle, although I never thought to see my ex. The haunting fear of marrying a growing number of women at a time when the meaning of the wedding day is increasingly devalued and emptied and the number of separations and divorces is increasing, it seems almost paradoxical that the surge in direct proportion Bride of the panic, the terror of the "till death do you part", which should underpin a commitment to "forever." Despite these occasions for the three of us do not have very sacred, committed as we are, to avoid boredom, to gossip about the guests on their clothes and new couples who are formed or that have melted, I could not help but wonder: in life, where everything is cyclical, the hours, days, years, seasons, the Earth's rotation, hormones, history, fashion, the love, happiness, life is always with trepidation or anxiety in waiting for what will happen tomorrow?
The next day we went to Florent and I spend two days relaxing in in Deauville. No place like this, harmoniously developed between the sea and the countryside is perfect for really convinced that summer is over. Not only for the crisp air, the leaves fall and blanket on the bed but quell'impagabile nostalgic atmosphere that is breathed, walking on the sea in autumn. I do not particularly think that we are slowly and inexorably approaching winter but, of course, or a solitary walk in good company is a good shock therapy . I watched the waves at play, chasing each other on the beach or desert in this season and although I read with Florent Speaking of books, art, boys, life experiences, us to reflect on love, friendship, life also ironically comparing our ideas between coffee and the other, joking about some funny incident happened to some of our common knowledge and we went riding blithely continued to feel my mind full of ideas, full of conviction that everything would be in my life differently. The change, which often scares people, at that moment seemed to have become my best friend. Be amazed to hear those of Florent: a year after dating her current boyfriend, one night while they were on the couch and talking amiably with his head resting on his legs, stood gently stroking his hair, he suddenly realized that the time had come to live together.
Sunday night, after eating a pizza take-away, as it approached midnight, tired and Florent had decided to go to bed, listening to "L'Hymne à l'amour" by Edith Piaf could not stop thinking of the day just passed and I could not help but feel useless and alone. Then, lighting on the song "Non, je ne regrette rien": they always say that when you are in crisis should follow your instincts. Well that's what I did and on Monday morning, a day ahead of schedule, day was breaking when they are back in town: on the train I realized that it is more important to live fully what is happening here and now, without waiting or wondering what will happen tomorrow . Arrived at the station I saw the face of Nicolas in the crowd, his eyes lost in a distant vision, silk shirt, sweater and light golden bracelet never as then, I thought, looked like a boy.