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Honeymoon in Florence

Quest'ottobre a month has been really intense and beautiful.
So many things have happened, first the wedding of my cousin Ila and that great buho Massi - beautiful day, then I figured, my best friend gets married, it was very very exciting. I was also a witness!
Seba has also learned to say buho Massi, so Tuscan own, I know these things to be taught a child, I know I know mea culpa, but it's too funny, only that I taught, I miss Juve shit now, but Massi Buo there is too much, have mercy.

Many people then are passed through from the B & B Elaiza e Illeo, prima Fede l'Arrgghentino il mio amico artista e scultore che parla mezzo argentino e mezzo san fredianino, bei ricordi risalenti a quasi 10 anni fa porca miseria, si invecchia qui, Seba innamorato subito dello zio argentino (bravo ciccio, allisciatelo così si va a scrocco a Buenos Aires! eheheh) - poi la Cciulia belle cosce e Cristiano dalla Liguria, e ora in questi giorni la Liv dal Montana. Spettacolo. Ci garba tanto avere gente in casa.

Ma io questo post l'ho voluto scrivere per rendervi partecipi del mega Elaiza tours che è avvenuto post matrimonio, proprio come inizio del viaggio di nozze della mia cugina , che ha scelto Firenze come prima tappa diciamo, soggiornando a luxury hotel in the center, the Lungarno, Gaining and then me as a guide and going to visit the things that she liked.
Everything But giving to other people the opportunity to participate, or the close relatives.

No, I mean, imagine me, with me driving around like cousin, Massi buho, aunts, uncles, cousins, mother and other relatives did not know Massi - SPETTACOLOOOOO! With the camera I icche I care, I had those guardians guardavan a little surprised, but I am the first to have fun!
Street Mission touched also give a few explanations eh, or guardians in front of stunned by my explanations and easy toscanaccio, and armed with camera "Yeah I know that one has never seen a guide to take pictures and talk like that, but we are among the rest of us!"

's an idea ganzissima!

Then for you I'm beaten at beast, and I basted a itinerarino amazing, some of which reproduce even in Elaiza's Tours which will shortly start over, and it is:

Day 1 - half day

Discover Oltrarno - streets of the artisans, Piazza della Passera, the Medici at the Palazzo Pitti, Galleria Palatina visit and the Boboli Gardens (just because it was pulling na frost and I worked on this thing damn microfonino)

At dinner the giowini I've just booked the Boar Tavern insoles
Unn'ho fact pointed reviews of the Pig? but come on, I go there often, I like it a mountain .... I will ...

Day 2 - all day!

Ponte Vecchio, Florence Medieval , various little churches including the Sassetti Chapel of the Holy Trinity, Palace Davanzati with special opening of the second and third floors or the mythical kitchens that I was there a dall'elementari tornavooo! fantastic museum
Orsanmichele , which is also open on Monday and a second floor, with breathtaking views of the city.

lunch break from the Clouds and legs and voice - vinellino bono and Brindisi in the afternoon will

religious heart of the city Baptistery, with a visit to the women's gallery WONDERFUL private, or the first and second floor interior of the Baptistery, which is not even yours truly had ever done, and gnene dried gave cheerfully with my camera
Cathedral and climb the 463 steps of Brunelleschi's Dome , tiring and wonderful dinner

the lovebirds went to the BSJ feel good, I envied them a ball, see my reviews here and here

Day 3 - all day as well

Visit the beautiful church of Santa Croce that I love, and also the annexed school leather with the master craftsmen who work in their cells and you have the chance to peek into their age-old secrets.
A walker for the Santa Croce quarter and again in the medieval city center

Lunch at Osteria Wine Tastes and Old

In the afternoon visit the special Palazzo Vecchio, in addition to regular museum areas such as the Hall of 500, the flats of Eleanor, the Sala dei Gigli and the fantasy of Maps, I got special permission to visit on their own exclusive areas normally closed to the public, namely:

Study of Francesco I
Tesoretto Cosimo
the forest of wooden trusses and supports that dominates the ceiling of the Salone del 500 with all its 42 paintings, a place that has bewitched the whole group, including me
balcony and walkway the battlements of the Palazzo Vecchio, where you can see the slits, or lead missile, now covered with glass, but once used to launch of each well, and a view of the city .... speechless!

I've got a power in bracciiiii!

Well, keep in mind that my post: make your honeymoon and ask all'Elaiza to take you around, you will not regret!

The little group - bay as they

The view from the second floor of Orsanmichele

women's gallery of the Baptistery

The Dome My love of Brunelleschi

View from the walkway of the loopholes in the Palazzo Vecchio

laorooooo Mind you!

Art Nouveau Wedding Tables

Ahhh tests rating ....

In May, she has changed the car, the Renault Clio Pora unn'aveva more bananas, and has run socket also valid as a toy car wagon to bring goods Seby, strollers, high chairs, any other business. It went away with the Jazzin, or the Honda Jazz, doing a very good choice, of which we are still happy.

And then he added, the "acceptance test" of simple questions to put off pre-stamped envelope with the car manufacturer to help them improve their product.

The first test was promptly filed by Leo in the bucket of dirty. I am highly offended, because I wanted dirgnene 4 on the lack of the machine, or the wiper leaves a trail of water on the passenger side, but as the French say tant pis.

then sent him back - mmm it's getting serious here, even a second mailing, we feel the beast to the views of their clients. I do. I notice that many pages are, but oh well will still be solved on the stage of a monk's servitura .

The first questions I smoke in the fun, make and model of machine, equipment, if the use solo io etc.

Si passa al matematico chiedendomi di percentualizzare i chilometri che intenderò percorrere nel primo anno di vita dell'auto , e io rispondo titubante 30% in città 35% fuori città 35 % in autostrada.

Poi vogliono sapere tutto sulla concessionaria, se erano carini, esplicativi, informativi, propositivi, puliti, sorridenti, il tutto con la votazione 1 a 10 canonica, e io ho pensato di non farli licenziare e parlar bene di loro.

Si lasciano le crocette per scrivere di proprio pugno le impressioni sulla macchina, cosa è che ci piace di più, perchè la si voleva cambiare proprio in questo momento, come la descriverei (Why should I describe it ?...) which other car we have taken a brand that was, if I went to try it, if I am made to the budget, e. .. then why do not we buy that? but no, I ask you two or three times, and then I'll re-re-demand, but as thyself never bought this car??

start the first doubts on the feasibility of this test without stress.

Finally my chance: schemetto to write things more satisfying and less of the car and proudly write the reason why I started doing the test:

"the wipers leave a trail." ...

and continues: "marks gli aggettivi che più descrivono la tua nuova auto tra:

giovane:si sofisticata: no sportiva: mmm no economica: si elegante: no carina: si sexy... sexy??? o che aggettivo l'è per una macchina. mah

eventuali difetti della macchina e se ce l'avevano già in origine, e lì ritonfa col tergicristallo.

Il frate era già stato servito due volte , ma ancora ero alla pagina numero 5 di 8 del test, e al terzo giorno chiedo l'aiuto del Leo:

Che macchine avevate prima? che cos'era? quanti chilometri c'avete fatto? l'avevamo presa a rate o no? (chettefrega, vuoi sapere se nel frattempo I made money?)

and then shit again For what reasons did not buy the same brand as before? ancoraaaa??

Last but not least, personal data, age, sex, educational level, if I access the Internet from home or office (s icchè what?? I'll call the Wind or Vodafone un'offetinadopo?) that work is done, our hobbies, children, relatives and friends ...

a plausible and honest "recommend this car to friends?" and then ends with:

What is your gross income?? but sss'è de la finance?? icchè but do you care??

there I gone crazy, and I also added that it took me four days to take the test, and they came all to that beautiful country!

Glossary (finally back to the glossary!)

not have more bananas : to be a fruit, not make more, not have more energy

Serving a friar : expression indicates the time of liberation human body

and

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The march to "thieving Rome" ...

Quando si invecchia - almeno nel mio caso - si è portati a pensare che la storia non è quella che ci tell at school or soon after, on benches or, more generally, those on the existence, history, more likely, is that you are willing to believe or to believe that you are convinced, partly because people Carlo Azeglio Ciampi as are willing to make known their memories and thus their raccontro of its history, deeply steeped in the history of Italy.
So it is difficult for a student of history that sometimes do not recover these artifacts belong to him: because they are too young or simply because they are too distant or different from his conviction. There is no offense to history, to the real one, written on stones buried in the dust of ages, from those who do study, but the inevitable consequence of the fact that those who study history is so flawed and a man and willing to fail, especially if driven by the need to prove the very climax of a discovery close to the ideological belief. In short, as intellectually honest, we tend, each, to remain involved with the idea that each town is made of the story.
Well, I'm not a historian, nor even less as a scholar of history, but I used to believe that fascism - which are far away (to be clear immediately) - it was not a takeover, if no recognition of executive authority by whom, King, head of a monarchy Constitutional allowed to Benito Mussolini, to the Prime Minister.
What makes the king in a monarchy institution, the President of this Republic is probably a purely formal. If not that one was the representative branch of power, whose education was to rule certainly different from that of those who, today, is the son of the policy, which is entrusted with the task of educating those who would govern the country tomorrow . If not the fact that in a monarchy which includes luxury only the nobles, in this Republic, are those who glitz, however, govern the populace on one hand, hail the good and the other whip them, by reason of passion intestine, more or less understandable.
But, well, let's get to my conviction history or, rather, the idea that I am made of the history of Italy, not so different from today.
On October 20, 1922 - the year when my father was born, communist, who never attended a public meeting fascist (or at any table, I was young fascist), as anti-fascist, but faithful to Italy, so as to suffer imprisonment British concentration camps (the story does not mention, but there are states), while fellow soldiers of the regime giuravan allegiance to the Queen, loyal to their Italian, rather than to Italy - there was the march on Rome and some say, a blow State, while I say that the state recognized the right of Mussolini to govern Italy. It was the King to recognize that a mob can get in Rome, no move against the army that they probably would have lost. So for me, there was no coup, no seizure of power, if not the desire of people to take on an Italian terrace able to shout to the so-called "crowds" his "win and win." There was a need to face certain fears of the bourgeoisie and the clergy, although so far from the fascist doctrine, but so fearful of the Communists. There was the "courage" to withdraw from the parliamentary dell'opposizoione Parliament, leaving people like Matteotti were massacred by truncheon blows ... But the story changes and
we become better people. Like a chameleon, the nature of eating insects does not change, except in color, the political nature of man does not change, except under flags which often fill the squares or ceremonial funeral. So
marches on Rome - now thief (but always worth occupy the seat of Caesar, when voters are too preoccupied with admiration on those around us, instead of the symbol that supports it) - are repeated so happens that the some people have spauricchio from which to defend themselves, so as to use, from time to time, to claim the figure of the strong man. And why not a king, but a president should not be entrusted to the people of that character that seems more in line with that national sentiment? The king, yes, was exiled with him and his whole family because it was not brave enough to move up the army against the fascists, rather than to the head of government who represented them honorably. For a President, this probably can not take place and who knows if it would be right for this, when it was not for that.
course, mine is just an idea of \u200b\u200bthe history of this country. I'm not a historian, I do not know the story, I have to tell the chair and, probably, if they had to do, I should shut up and documented according to the common sense of the history of Italy.
Mine is only a reflection of Italian small, small. What most shocked that
not what he does or does my President, rather than to amaze me that castor oil administered or to avoid giving the head of government, which degrade to a vulgar way of opposition, ready to tagliarselo to spite his wife; thrilled that remain before a "Grand Council of Fascism" that dstituisce its dictator for the Future and the Freedom of the country, but then it's ready to protect their person.
Most of all this, I smile, that way before all Italian, not to remain faithful to Italy, but just the idea that each of Italy, so personal and so different from another, this was Italy, believing the most interesting story that is told. My father
there is no more, but as a believer, I think I can now see and understand that the story of his life, was much more interesting than the history books given in small doses, in compulsory education. That the story of men consistent - fascist or anti-fascist, does not count - and prepared to take blows and taunts, for the honor of Italy, is the story that most fascinated me and mine.
It 'also the story of the First Republic, the Roman Agora, built by politicians who have built a united Italy and the republican idea of \u200b\u200bsharing a single normal country, described in that little book which they called the Constitution.
course, a very different story from what was "The March on Rome thief" and that if the thieves are taking.

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La scelta del luogo dove vivere è stata influenzata da parametri imprescindibili.

• Luce e acqua corrente, perché son nato nella bambagia e ho il vezzo di lavarmi i denti due/tre volte al giorno.

• Parcheggio coperto per la moto. Da quando ho bucato la ruota della bici nel 2007 mi ritrovo un unico mezzo di locomozione: la moto. Chiaro che la suddetta non può venire trattata male come un'automobile, che si prende pioggia/sole/grandine/neve e popò di piccione 24/7.

• Vicinanza di un rivenditore di kebab. Qui la cosa è andata di lusso, visto l'elevata densità di nord-africani che popolano il quartiere. A dirla tutta, ci sono pure parecchi nigeriani/senegalesi, i quali col kebab c'entrano nulla, ma ho voluto citarli lo stesso anche se privi di qualunque specialità culinaria degna di nota. Un po' mi ci sono anche affezionato, perché tendono a discutere urlando in mezzo alla strada e quindi ormai di loro so quasi tutto. Un appello alla signora Ezeokaka: riprenda a casa suo marito Isaiah, sono sicuro che ha una valida spiegazione per essersi fatto scoprire a brache calate in compagnia dell'estetista.

• Vicinanza al discount In's: fiocchi di latte PROTEINE 13/GRASSI 0,4 (no bagigi) + petto di pollo PROTEINE INAUDITE + polpettoni Danish minced meat protein is not of this galaxy.

• not required, there is also a comic book store, which is not what I need to sell (I read comics for 15 minutes in the late 90's and I've spent hundreds of Euros that I did not) but for people who go there. As one of the main meeting places for misfits (along with concerts), I can satisfy my passion for anthropology watching habits & customs of that strange breed called "Reader cartoons". At a distance, though: bad breath and dandruff are always lurking. Deserve a dedicated post, so for now cut.

• gym and rugby field are a reasonable distance. More the first than the second. After the first returns home immediately after the second you try to avoid beers, and then the ring road in decent condition.

• The center of Treviso is easily reached on foot or by car uncomfortably. Crucial when you decide to do borghesissimo and go drink: on the contrary, looking at the V that takes as an aperitif. I take this opportunity to reaffirm the superiority of champagne over the spritz. Also with prosecco not give you the chips, so the abdomen may be plated as a riff from "Under Lock And Key".

• rubbish bins at your hand. Then someone should explain why some prefer to let it hang around in the wet terrace for a few weeks. Unless the old in question is not dead, which in effect would explain the smell.

• study window, positioned so that "Eternal Prisoner" Axel Rudi Pell can reverberate around the garden, scraping rust from the gutter and educating the neighborhood and inspired by the monolithic repetition dell'axeman Teutonic.

On the sidelines, I'm listening to Terry Brock solo album, "Blue Diamond". One of my AOR favorite singer of all time. Please, on Youtube you can hear easily the hit-single "Jesse's Gone." From fear. Silence. Lower your eyes. Genuflection. And now that you are the best people, go in peace.

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Which of the four has just farted?

The band and Cattle. From Santa Cruz, California, a quartet tours in local bars, except that the King of Melody Johnny Lima decided to make (badly) the two albums and write (well) part choruses. Impact and melodies with alternating current, but we can do on stage (at Rocklahoma this year they played five shows in three days, and there were 50 other bands ... maybe recommended, but not unable): guitarist everything Hispanic riffs and plastic poses, LA Guns bassist with low bulk vintage tattoos, drummer lungocrinito-wrestler who could also do with it some.

The singer has shown many things. Has shown that he can play football, which has a prison tattoo, which has the hair and also the bandana and even the trucker cap. Has not demonstrated, however, able to sing. Since I will not settle and choruses written by Johnny Lima want them made perfect and tune, one of two things: either learn to sing or pass the baton to others and is content to stay at the merchandising stand.

Concert starts absurd, with the drummer who loses immediately to force a rod to beat, messed up vocals, guitar solo that starts with nonsense and, on the fish such as aspartame, a voice worthy of Donald Duck pissed ( Udo or relaxed). With the second piece, the band recovers his senses and does not stop until the end. The singer instead continues with the imitation of the duck.

I Toxic Heart from Slovenia potrebbero essere i Bon Jovi slavi: ottima perizia strumentale, abbigliamento da dimenticare, qualche ritornello memorabile e la sensazione che servirebbe una rettoscopia per rimuovere le scope dal culo. In effetti l'atteggiamento da “band di paese alla sagra” non serve a nessuno e l'Hard Rock vuole gente arrogante e sborona, no boy-scout.

I cinque fans sloveni dei Toxic Heart escono prepotentemente dal Moskow Peace Festival del 1986. Capelli cotonati sfibratissimi e bicolorati artigianalmente, jeans a vita alta da paninari, chiodi XL (come quelli che si trovavano di contrabbando nell'URSS di Kruschev) o giacche jeans dell'Oviesse Slovena. Un paio tentano goffi approcci verso qualche donna italica, ma non parlano inglese e comunque l'aspetto li squalifica a vita: inevitabile il ripiego sull'alcol. Consumo alcolico sopra la media, tasso di svenimento tutto sommato modesto.

C'è stato anche un valido gruppo pop-punk da Padova. Pose rock e boiate a profusione, ma il genere non si può sentire. Il Bonny si entusiasma, compra copie del loro singolo e poi cerca di regalarle in giro credendo di fare gradito omaggio: ne avesse trovato uno che ha accettato il dono. E questo dice molto di più di qualunque altro giudizio personale.

Il fenomeno della serata : English forties with shoes, corduroy pants, oversized leather jacket made in Taiwan, T-shirt placed in the category Despair & Related, baseball cap and leather gloves. Obviously bald. Look dead pussy, but dangerous ones, who in moments of despair might even get to harass the sheep. He lives with his mother (or better yet, with mother's corpse in a refrigerator). He closes his room to mimic the solos Tipton / Downing and kill with YouPorn. Constant presence at comic shops, preferences for Japanese stuff incestuous stories and giant robots.

favorite move of the evening: 1. solo mime sitting on two stools at the same time, 2. forward to below the stage and then give back to the band to throw around looks dangerous 3. hiding behind a pillar and run looks dangerous 4. look with satisfaction the glove leather, worn without the knowledge of her mother, 5. go crazy on "Rock You Like a Hurricane" with combo solo twirl + + look dangerous and determine the women as a junkie in front of a dose.

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Something happened ...

Slovenian Bon Jovi and their fans;

BlinkPlacebo Padua without the fans,

Dirty Penny disguised as Avenged Sevenfold and in the throes of identity crisis, but without any heartache because in the end are four desperate Americans who play because they can not do anything else (apart from the singer, who can only play football but the wood has not wanted and then is recycled Paperoga impersonator).

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