VIRTUAL TRAVEL EASTERN EUROPE

ATTENZIONE -- CAUTION

2010-05-03T00:21:00.000-07:00

TRANSLATION AND CORRECTIONS
Sorry if the writing is poor, unfortunately I do not know English. I did the translation with "Google Translate" ... more than that for now I can not do. Thank you for your understanding, Alekos

TRADUZIONE IN CORREZIONE

VIRTUAL TOUR VIDEO SUMMARY FOR EASTERN NATIONS EUROPA ВИРТУАЛЬНЫЙ ТУР РЕЗЮМЕ ВИДЕО ДЛЯ СТРАН ВОСТОЧНОЙ ЕВРОПЫ НАЦИЙ

2010-05-01T01:20:00.000-07:00

EASTERN EUROPE - DIARY

2010-04-30T04:25:00.000-07:00

DIARY OF THE DAY 1° ENTRY LISTED IN THE NATION (CLICK)

ITALY SLOVENIA HUNGARY SLOVAKIA CZECH REPUBLIC POLAND LITHUANIA LATVIA ESTONIA RUSSIA BELARUS UKRAINE MOLDOVA ROMANIA BULGARIA SERBIA KOSOVO GREECE ALBANIA MONTENEGRO BOSNIA END ERZEGOVINA CROATIA

Versione Italiana
Italy Version

FOREWORD

2010-04-30T02:40:00.000-07:00

Who will have the patience, the desire or curiosity to read these pages.. I know that is not any arrogate in describing the countries and peoples you will meet, I dont know if it’s true that the next life exists.
Following this regard, I invite you to send me: news, travel anecdotes, but mostly stories of the real experiences lived by you in person or anything and you feel useful to be integrated in this story.
Alekos

CALL TO FOREIGN READERS
An special invitation to readers of European nations for instance. I invite you to write your thoughts, criticisms and details or sailors or any kind you are.
The writings that I received and if I will consider them appropriate, I will incorporate them into my story.

GOOD READING
There are thousands of websites, that tell of travel, countries, cities, landscapes, works of art, meetings, and thousands of other useful information’s for those who want to know and may be visit the places, meetings and cultures that have been described.
My adventurous spirit, my desire to know and admire all that is beautiful, interesting, curious and perhaps even tragic, as that exists in the world, intrigues me to this point, that perhaps I ´m not entitled to discover personally. As a result, I can give my witness, I decided to invent what:

Will not see 'will not feel *' * DO NOT touch '* NOT Guster'

DIARY OF A VIRTUAL TRIP
DAILY, STARTING FROM 12 APRIL 2008, will publish 'THE DIARY OF MY TRIP.
PLEASE FOLLOW THIS IN MY DREAM IS POSSIBLE

LINKS OF THE DIARY OF THE DAY "

APRIL > 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30
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MAY > 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31
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JUNE > 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30
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JULY > 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

ITALY SLOVENIA HUNGARY SLOVAKIA CZECH REPUBLIC ESTONIA LATVIA LITHUANIA POLAND RUSSIA BELARUS UKRAINE MOLDOVA ROMANIA BULGARIA GREECE MACEDONIA KOSOVO SERBIA MONTENEGRO ALBANIA BOSNIA AND HERZEGOVINA CROATIA

Справочная информация и прологом переведен на русский

НАХОДЯСЬ В ВИРТУАЛЬНОМ ПУТЕШЕСТВИИ

Я прошу вас читать внимательно!

Информация о связях между городами, их названия, указатели памятников и исторические названия – СУЩЕСТВУЮЩИЕ.

Названия мест, встречающихся по пути - НАСТОЯЩИЕ, но могут НЕ быть написаны на языке местности.

Названия городов для остановки вы читаете в скобках - это ПЕРЕВОД на другие языки той местности.

Встречи и диалоги с местными жителями, которые я описываю, это плод МОЕЙ ФАНТАЗИИ.

Мнение, которое я высказываю наблюдая обстановку вокруг, на дороге и в городе которую ВИРТУАЛЬНО узнаю может быть, ошибочно, это влияние моей культуры и представление, которое конечно не максимум знаний.(не является максимумом знаний.)

Я ЧТО-ТО ЗАБЫЛ?

Надеюсь, что нет, тем не менее, каждый путешественник, на свое усмотрение, может посоветовать мне убрать или добавить то, что cчитает целесообразным.

Дневник виртуального путешествия

ВСЕ ДНИ, НАЧИНАЯ С 12 АПРЕЛЯ 2008 ГОДА, Я БУДУ ОПИСЫВАТЬ В ДНЕВНИКЕ МОЕГО ПУТЕШЕСТВИЯ.

Я ПРИГЛАШАЮ ВАС СЛЕДОВАТЬ ЗА МНОЙ В ЭТУ МОЮ ВОЗМОЖНУЮ МЕЧТУ

ХОЛОДНОЕ ЛУНЫ Спасибо за перевод, и его доступность

И ДА СВЕРШИТСЯ ПУТЕШЕСТВИЕ

ПРОЛОГ

В поисках осуществимой мечты

Весна, время пробуждения чувств: осязания, слуха, зрения, обоняния, вкуса … но прежде всего тела.. оно простирается в покалывающем холодке утреннего воздуха, в приятной теплоте разгорающегося дня; солнце, которое освещает чистое и прозрачное небо, не говоря уже о запахах.. каждый раз они поражают меня той мощью, с которой они наполняют весенний воздух.. жаркие, но не душные летние полудни.. и вечера прохладные настолько, что приходится согреваться в объятьях собственных рук, наслаждаясь всеми радостями прошедшего дня.
Это время мечтаний, безмятежного желания сбежать из этого, уже знакомого нам мира на поиски чего-то неизведанного.
Проходят дни, обычные дела и обязанности, никаких увлечений, никаких занятий спортом, ни одной сыгранной партий в карты с друзьями (да и какими??).. книги??!! невозможно.. мои глаза устают, годы затуманили их и мне не могу больше читать... неожиданно стать поваром, просто так для удовольствия? мне это не интересно.. телевизор нагоняет на меня тоску, так же как и компьютер..
“ Но сын мой, да ты же просто зануда! Ведь есть же что-то, что интересует тебя, что привлекает твое внимание.. есть!! … женщины!!!!! “
Разумеется я влюблен в женскую фигуру, но, не говоря уже о моей неизлечимой застенчивости, у меня уже не тот возраст, да и нет больше желания теряться в ситуациях, которые приводят к беспокойству и разочарованию.

Искусство помогает сформировать интеллектуальную культуру и способствует знакомству с интересными и часто высокообразованными людьми, возможно посещение музеев, обсуждений, или других мероприятий помогло бы мне в общении с людьми!!!
Нет, даже это не подходит.. тогда бы я встречался исключительно с теми людьми, которые инстинктивно не слишком мне приятны.
Но что ты ищешь тогда?? Не знаю!! Я ищу жизнь, новых знакомств с большой буквы "З", ищу самого себя:
Познай самого себя говорил Сократ… вот уж воистину, но только как??!!
Возможно решением будет мое наблюдение за миром, народами, их культурами, но не читая учебников по истории, и не слушая многословных преподавателей или журналистов, и не смотря документальных фильмов, ограниченных временем.

Правда в том, что если ты хочешь познакомиться с самим собой, то прежде ты должен познакомиться лично с кем-то похожим на тебя.
Что делать?? … Вопрос, который человек задает себе тысячелетиями, но на который так и не смог ответить.
Чтобы понять то, что ты действительно хочешь, твои жизненные амбиции в этом мире, то что тебя действительно интересует, интригует, делает тебя счастливым, ты должен познакомиться с другим человеком, поговорить с ним, послушать его, понять его, начать уважать его культуру, его амбиции, его потребности..
Могла бы существовать кое-какая идея насчет разрешения проблемы и вышеописанных размышлений, но какая?!
Решиться выйти из моей скорлупы, привычек, ставших с годами этим надоедливым словом - "обязанности".
Однако мне не достаточно выйти из окружающей обстановки, в которой я прожил всю жизнь, мне нужно серьезное столкновение с какой-то общественной и экономической реальностью полностью отличной от той, что я знаю, и, которой все-таки я благодарен, потому что мою культуру, даже если она и нестабильная, я воспринимаю в социальном контексте, в котором я жил до сегодняшнего дня.

Итак какое принять решение????

Знакомство с другими народами, культурами, их языком, но прежде всего с их индивидуальностью, значит знакомство с людьми, семьями, их традициями, их мечтами, радостями и разочарованиями, то есть всем тем, что называется жизнью.

Куда поехать

После того как я посмотрел и оценил, то что я ищу, и проверил, в какой части света я смог бы найти или по крайней мере приблизиться к осуществлению моего внутреннего желания знакомства, я выбрал Восточную Европу.
Вы спросите почему? Я отказался от стран Латинской Америки по следующим причинам: географически они расположены далеко, и хотя конечно же они интересны с многих точек зрения, но их культура очень похожа на мою, и я думаю, что, для достижения моей цели, гораздо интереснее будут истории, собранные в Восточной Европе.

Кроме того расходы были бы слишком большими для моего кармана, не считая транспортных проблем между Европой и Америкой.

Страны Западной Европы, такие как: Испания, Франция. Германия, и так далее не привлекают меня, как из-за их общественного строя и демократии, настолько сходной с нашей, так и из-за высоких цен для проживания.

Восточные и арабские страны я считаю опасными для моего способа мышления и действия, из-за которых я вероятно попал бы в неприятности, и честно говоря они инстинктивно внушают мне страх... да, вы прочитали правильно - страх.. их культура слишком отличается от моей и предпринять такое трудное путешествие с небольшим количеством имеющихся денежных средств, заставляет меня отказаться от путешествия в эти страны, сколько бы они ни были красивые и интересные для знакомства с ними.

Но давайте будем двигаться медленно, возможное путешествие должно быть мечтой, хотя и выполнимой в теории.

Когда я бродил по Интернету, я столкнулся с одной реальностью, которая была новой и интригующей для меня, истории о народах, очень близких к нам, но о которых мы знаем мало и часто только по сложившимся стереотипам. Страны, которые, после распада Советской Империи, в последние годы пережили революции, более или менее жестокие или поверхностные, но которые вывели многие из этих народов в сферу влияния старой Западной Европы …

Сегодня часть этих Стран по праву входит в состав Европейского Союза, этого большого и амбициозного проекта, который я разделяю, другие, только стремятся войти и быть частью этого проекта.. конечно потребуется время, но они присоединятся к нам.. таким образом главное, чтобы была возможность и желание познакомиться с этими древними народностями и их культурами.

Я много рассматривал историю прошлых веков этих Стран и смог познакомиться с их художественными, научными, архитектурными и общественными способностями, которыми они справедливо гордятся, у них нет причин завидовать нашим способностям, отличным от их, но не менее красивым и интересным.

Если бы они не должны были терпеть 70 лет слепой и глупой диктатуры, выстроенной амбициозными или убогими людьми, сильными только в их способности плести интриги, которая повлекла за собой разрушение всей общественной идеи, о которой всегда мечтали, персонажами, которые, все же существуют также в так называемых демократически развитых странах, к какой бы партии или религии они ни принадлежали, они были бы уже и демократическим обществом, и богатыми государствами, как мы, если не богаче.

Но я не хочу выходить за рамки нашей темы … У народов Восточной Европы все же была возможность сохранить некоторые особенности, которыми мы обладали 50/60 лет назад, то есть сохранить другую социальную культуру в отношениях между людьми, как в семье, так и в обществе.

И именно это интересует меня больше всего в понимании этих народов - насколько мы различаемся с ними в построении межличностных отношений.

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AND TRAVEL IS

2009-04-30T02:05:00.000-07:00

The search for a possible dream

Spring season of awakening of the senses: touch, hearing, sight, smell, taste ... but above all the body is located in the crisp morning, the heat and enjoy the full day, the sun lights up the sky and crystalline terso not to mention of perfume, each time surprised me the force with which they fill with air, warm afternoons, but not sultry summer, the evenings cool to the point that it should be wrapped in his arms, enjoying all the joys of the day.
This is the season of dreams, the desire to escape from the peaceful world that we know in search of anything, the "not known"...

Passing day, the usual powers and duties, Hobbis nothing, no sport, no game of cards played with friends (but which?) ... Books ??!!!, impossible, I am tired eyes I can not read, the years have overshadowed this precious organ, improvised cook for pleasure?
not me, the TV gives me a sense of anguish as the computer ...
"But my son just a six Lagna, while there will be something that interests you that draws your attention .... we are! ... Women !!!!! "
Some are in love with the female figure but apart from my incurable shyness I have not the age nor the desire to lose me in situations that create anxiety and disappointment.
The art helps create a culture has intellectual and helps you meet interesting people and often Dotti, perhaps the freguentazione of museums, debates or whatever it would help me socialize with people!
No that's not good I would meet people who just instinctively I did not too pleasing.
But then you're looking for? I do not know! Seeking the living, known as "C" capitalized, I try myself:
"Know thyself" said Socrates ..... true true but how?!
Perhaps the solution is to observe the world, peoples, their cultures but not for the history books or from teachers or lengthy opinion, nor by documentaries limited by time or by the success of media ratings.
The truth is that to know yourself you have to necessarily know your like in person.
What do we do? ... Question for millennia that man has set but never resolved.
To be able to understand what he really want to understand qual'he the ambition of your life in this world, what really interests you, intrigues you ultimately make you happy you need to know another human being, talk, listen, understand , respecting its culture, its ambitions, its needs ..
An idea to solve the problem and the above considerations there might be, please!
Deciding to leave my shell, made up of habits over the years became "duties", the word tedious.
Not enough for me but leave the environment in which they lived, I need a strong impact with a social and economic reality totally different from what we know and that I am grateful because my culture while narrow, the need to the social context in which I have lived until today.
The solution?
Knowing other peoples, cultures, their language, but above all individuality, then know, people, families, their traditions, their dreams, joys and disappointments, so all that is life.

WHERE TO GO

2009-04-30T00:52:00.000-07:00

Where to go

Having watched, evaluated what had happened and tried to be as part of the world I could find or at least closer to my inner desire for knowledge, I have opted for Europe.
Why? I have discarded the Latin America for the following reasons, countries are far from a geographical point of view, even though it has many interesting aspects, Latin culture is very similar to mine, for this I think, that there are local stories more interesting for my desire for knowledge in Eastern Europe.
Moreover, the economic costs are too high for my pockets, not to mention the difficulty of the links between Europe and the Americas.
The peoples of Western Europe such as Spain, France. Germany, etc. I do not draw, both for their social status and their democracy so similar to ours, and also for the...

cost, of high life.
The Eastern and Arab countries I think they are dangerous for my way of thinking and acting that will probably find me in trouble and I instinctively make me a little scared .... you fear you read that right, their culture is too different from my face and travel so difficult and with few financial means, I do desist from travel in those countries, as beautiful and interesting, be sure to know.
But andiamoci plan, a virtual trip to be a dream, although theoretically feasible.
In my wanderings on the internet I came across a new reality for me and intriguing stories of people very close to us but we know little and often only for stereotopi. Countries that due to the dissolution of the Soviet empire in recent years have undergone revolutions more or less violent or strips which have led many of these peoples, in the influence of the old Western Europe ...
Today part of these countries are in a fully-fledged European Union, large and ambitious project that I share, others aspiring to become part of this idea, take time but we are coming, so it is important that you have the possibility and the desire to know these ancient peoples and their cultures.
I considered the very history of these countries in past centuries and was able to get their artistic ability, scientific, architectural and social importance of which should be rightly proud, they have nothing to envy to ours, but still pretty different and interesting.
If they had not had to suffer 70 years of blind and stupid dictatorship imposed by narrow or ambitious men, strong in their ability to intrigue, which resulted in the destruction of a social idea has always dreamed of, people who are also commonly in the so-called advanced democratic countries, to any party or religion, they would be as democratic society as a richness procapite, like us if not better-off.
But I do not want to go off topic ... The peoples of Eastern Europe had, however, the possibility of maintaining certain pecularietà that we had 50 / 60 years ago and that is a different culture in the social relationships between people, both in family and in society.
And 'This is what interests me more understanding of these peoples, to what extent are different from us in the interpersonal relationship.

THEATER - MUSIC - SPORTS -

2009-04-28T05:13:00.000-07:00

I hope to welcome you to what they offer in video
WORLD CHAMPIONS ITALY

I hope to welcome you to what they offer in video
* Footbal History Florance * * Florence Flod 1966 **

Florence *Rugantino **Acqua Cheta **

MEMORY OF ALEKOS PANAGULIS & ORIANA FALLACI

2009-04-28T05:06:00.000-07:00

A memorial for Alekos Panagulis and Oriana Fallaci,
a man and a woman who gave all of himself,
for an Ideal of Freedom and Justice.
You can agree or contrary to their actions and
thoughts, but you can not evade the fact that they
are entitled to a place in the History of Humanity
Alekos Panagulis Poems - Oriana Fallaci Andrea Di Pamparana

Documents: Video - Video - Video - Video - Video - Video --

PS: For the funeral of Alekos 1,500,000 people participated in the Oriana 50th

WHY '?
Alekos is that Oriana went away holding their freedom of action and thought.
We both were uncomfortable for those who make their own power weapon to impose its will on people.
Alekos paid with his life for his tenacity in the pursuit of justice, Oriana paid with his popularity on his freedom of thought.
Alekos the funeral of a tide of people yelled "ZI-ZI-ZI" (Lives-Lives-Lives)

I was
For the funeral of Oriana there were a few dozen compounds in respectful silence,
a simple but welcoming applause heard at the gate of the cemetery of Allori. Likely there were also some people "high" but recognized one man audience: Franco Zeffirelli.
On many things I disagree with his thoughts, I would have liked to meet her personally to discuss it with her.
Every person that comes close to its written to assess and appreciate or not his ideas, but does not lessen the fact that it was a free woman, perhaps only a slave of his love for a man, Alekos.

12 APRIL - Saturday

2009-01-01T02:19:00.000-08:00

PART IS !!!!!!!
Hypothetical departure from Florence City - Maps

Saturday, April 12, 2008 hours 5

ITALY: A1 Florence-> Bologna -> A13 Padova -> Venice>Mestre -> A4 Trieste -> border

No difficulty, the time is bad, it rains at hampering visibility, I also met the fog through the Apennines. I make breakfast in Bologna, and full of gasoline in Mestre. Step along the path near the Shrine of Redipuglia costudisce that the remains of 100,000 soldiers killed in the Great War. These are areas where I have served the military as far back as 1965. Arriving for lunch at Trieste, a snack bar and at an allotment, so far 400 km route

Pass on the border, are in Slovenia first nation on my path.
Arrival in Ljubljana in the afternoon, I notice immediately its famous castle. It's raining, the weather has not left me for the entire trip except for a few stretches of highway. I have another 100 route km = (km tot 500)

SLOVENIA = Member Community

= Ljubljana = Slovenian capital has 265,000 inhabitants =

Fà pretty cold about 8 °. I put the search for a hotel, research also too easy, given the presence of many tourist facilities...
I choose what I believe is more economically accessible, a three star.
Had the room and after a shower, come into the restaurant and although only 18, I can have dinner, take advantage.
Relaxed my stomach, I go out and wandering through the center, go into a pub that plays popular music of Slovenia, next to my table, sits a pair of young newlyweds Italians, we know, excited, I speak of their honeymoon, right here undertaken.
They come from a wonderful place, Bled for the accuracy, along the road went through beautiful places, enjoying beautiful views.
They stayed at a hotel spa, which best could not find and hear them, were the three most beautiful days of their lives.

"We felt like the prince and his princess, the hotel employees were full of care for us and other guests smiled and treated us as if we were their relatives.
The days passed in that enchanted castle in the lakeside, we have repaid all the sacrifices we have made, to make a marriage worthy of the name.
You can not imagine the beauty of the place, the morning looking out the window, the view of the lake with the mist of the morning low and the sun rose from the top of the mountains is a spectacle of fairy tale.
We have organized over the honeymoon, we go to live in a small apartment where he will start our life as a couple and when we decide to have children, we change the house with a larger one. "

We listen to so much smiling and happy when you say hello, I wish him with all my heart that the future reserves, many other days of happiness as those that are moving.
Begins to be late, I decide it is time to go to sleep.

This is my first day of travel is the start of this virtual adventure, even I do not know how and what to tell you that you will have the goodness to follow my imagination.
Today the trip I was busy all day, 500 km are many even if all the facts on the motorway.
In continuation of the journey will certainly be able to identify oneself as a true traveler and be able to give meaning to my crazy business. In the meantime I want informed about the latest news in the country where I am
I wanted to start my first day with a meeting of good omen, as that of two people who love because I believe, however, fall in love and making love is the thing that is worth living and fighting for their lives.
Best wishes to all for a night of rest and wonderful dreams, your traveler Alekos. > (FOLLOWING DIARY DAY 13 APRIL)

13 APRIL - Sunday

2008-12-31T03:47:00.000-08:00

Sunday April 13 = = City Ljubljana - Maps

7 am alarm, I am facing the window of the room and know that unfortunately it's raining, but today the weather is not pleasant, I will totally visit the city. I'll make a big breakfast, a sightseeing tour around the city and then departure.

The town is crossed by the river Ljubljanica. characteristic is criss-crossed by canals resembling those Venetian castle overlooking the city, many speak Italian is characterized by Baroque and Art Nouveau, to visit a Roman settlement of 15 century AD.
E 'a living city, with very important cultural events, theaters, museums and art galleries (graphic arts-jazz-film-etc.)
The city has a set architectural culture is very similar to that of Austria.
There are also un'orto botanist, a zoo and wkarst springs wonderful ith waterfalls.
It 'good to remember the wonderful caves of Postojna, which were formed from these impetuous torrent in mellinni past...

The cuisine is excellent, both local and international.
The significance of the city name can be translated into "city of love" there would be many more to go but I am not nor have the time. But there is one thing that I was intrigued by visiting an area along the river and asking for information to a passer-by, I hear that is the market, the vibrant city.
There are a variety of stalls offer everything from scented bread, to meat, sausages, cheese, fish, nuts and many other delicacies. I stop at a vegetable cart and talk to the Ortolana tells me that there are other women like her who sell vegetables.
Come from a rural district of Ternova which is located just outside Ljubljana, they are called Ternovcanka and attractiveness of a market, they arrive in the morning with a barrow load of vegetables and these ladies will not be made to pay no tax because they are considered a monument, a strange right? But it is already time to start again, go back to the recovery car and I start to:

142 km arrival in Maribor Maps.

Maribor = 120,000 inhabitants

The sky was cloudy but fortunately it does not rain and the temperature of the air is heated. The town is crossed by the river Drava. Near there is a ski resort on Mount Pohorje where this was a test of World Cup alpine skiing with the victory of Austrian Elisabeth Goergl in the giant slalom that preceded the Italian Manuela Moeigg and Denise Karbon.

In Maribor in June, we held many events, music and theater and even the possibility of flying in hang-gliding
Found a good hotel, I go to dinner at a small local, I offer just a small glass of brandy, followed by appetizers, ham and bacon, then I asked a soup of barley, their specialties and to finish, a fresh ricotta.

I make friends with the waiter and knowledge with local residents in celebrating the birthday of one of them.
I invite you to their table, I accept with pleasure and kindness with a diner, I would take under its protection.
Most of the chat and not focus our attention and others present on entry to their ,
and free movement in consequence of the Treaty of Schengen.
The vast majority of those present are convinced is a good thing for the local economy and especially for greater social stability and democratic Slovenia.
However, we are all interested and concerned about the situation in the Third World due to the news of the constant growth of the cost of bread and rice, basic food for the poorest countries and for the instability of international financial markets.
The friction and hatred between Italians and Slovenes have caused events of the past, is decreasing rapidly, one of the men tells me his life from the time in which his father fought with the army of Titus, against the Italians and Germans in ' last World War and repression, killings and harassment of his people had to suffer, and the time in which he organized the fight to the Republic split from Yugoslavia.
Story time will clear up many shadows left by the tragedy of the Second World War and a post-war as tragic, see for example the tragedy of Foibe. Do later is already one of the night and we all, who more or less drunk, fortunately I have limited and can arrive at the hotel without problems, I take a shower and I put in the hot hot letto.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 14)

14 APRIL - Monday

2008-12-29T05:03:00.000-08:00

Monday, April 14 = = (City Maribor - Maps)

Leave in the late morning. 41 km Gomja Radgona = Murska sobota km 18 km = 37 arrival in Lendava (tot 96 km)

Lendava - Maps - 12,000 inhabitants

Spa very relaxing, was discovered in 1965 during drilling of the soil in search of the black, nothing but oil wealth for the inhabitants of the place, the water itself. There is only one source and the entire economy of the town focuses on this natural resource. The inhabitants are very friendly and have a great respect for the environment, with flora and fauna in abundance. To the spa, in addition to all the services commonly within its jurisdiction: sauna, massage, etc. There is a beautiful swimming pool...
Refer to the passage tomorrow of the border.
Find accommodation at the Spa where you can dine, I hunger this morning I just drank coffee. After lunch, consumed at a self service, I relax at the bar to observe the presence of local beauties who work there or tourists more or less young people coming into his own body ritonificare.
Two words with a pair of elderly Italians who every year spend a week to drink and refresh the source of life, so they say.

"We retired for many years now, we had a very profitable business and after many years dedicated to work only posssiamo now enjoy a little rest. We have two children already married with a son who each have a love between a trip and l ' otherwise we are going to find and bring the souvenirs of the places we visit. Now we get into shape and then start on other places to visit, we became the trotters. "

I still have a half hour, informing them of the benefits of these healing waters and the beauty of the area surrounding praising the efforts of the natives to create adequate infrastructure and capacity to business and trade.
These gentlemen are a couple very fortunate and perhaps selfish, but so goes the world, unfortunately, when I think of the millions of pensioners who can not make ends meet, I think I put too much and I could get to talk with them, but they are not here, in "Journey," to give lessons, but to observe.
In fact I have to walk the streets in Slovenia, that the environment is cared for, the scenery and the beautiful are encountered.
Toast with a final glass of this water beneficial.
I was intrigued their chat, I want to try the thrill of a sauna and a relaxing massage.
I go to the reception center of the spa, a girl orgy with white coat that invites prohibited dreams, I make the road and arrived at the door that leads to the sauna I presents the towel and invites me to join. The heat is almost overwhelming, one quarter of an hour in the oven and are boiled to bullet, go out and do a shower for me that seems frozen. Another equally lovely girl, accompanies me in massage room and unfortunately you will not be to me, but un'energumena hundred pounds that I strapazza for a good half hour.
Esco destroyed from the spa and I start in my bedroom for a little rest before dinner.
I go down to the restaurant of the Terme, the environment is nice and elegant, the sound of the voices of customers, and low-educated, I would say a schic. Lunch is served by waiters impeccable and very professional, I must say I'm quite embarrassed and a bit uncomfortable for all the kindness, we are accustomed.
I prepared dishes are served as a quantity but a bit low, given my habit of seeing the plates full, I'm afraid to get up with hunger, so it was not, however narrow, the flow rates were many and I must say that I ate really well.
E 'have the time to rest his limbs strapazzate under sheets of fragrant lavender, while Morfeo make me close my eyes, reflect on these first three days of travel.
For now I feel as if I were on vacation, I have not yet reached the feeling of detachment between the euphoria of the idea of traveling to the most curious to know these people intimately.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 15)

15 APRIL - Tuesday

2008-12-28T05:21:00.000-08:00

Tuesday, April 15, = = (Lendava City - Maps)

Morning 7 am, massage and sauna yesterday, I have done very well, and are relaxed fit, departure,

3 km border with

HUNGARY = Member Community

8 km Lenti =km 14 Nova = 15 km Bak = 25 km Zalaapati = 25 km Balatonkeresztúr km 14 Fonyod =km 30 arrival in Balatonfoldvar - (tot 131 km)

Balatonfolvar = 2300 = Inhabitants

Resort area, located on the south shore of Lake Balaton, dotted with a miriamide small and picturesque villages with holiday accommodation of all types, entertainment for young and old, swimming pools, Balaton, spas, parks and green beach.
Along the lake to get there I see plenty of white sails, wind surfing, boats, ferries and tourist vessels that are in a suitable environment for the sport of sailing and excursions and sports. Fortunately, the time I was a friend, despite many scattered clouds I walked the road up to here without any rain.
The lake are transported by the wind forming clouds clear up the lake even more beautiful by changing color wave moves from the wind, quite cold despite the season of spring
At 4 km there is the church of Koroshegy where summer concerts are held in Chamber Music.
I go to an office of exchange, to convert some Euro in local currency, this will be a beacon that whenever the state change rate of each country visit, and will not repeat in my story.
There is the possibility of staying in a bungalow, ceno campsite on the shore of the...
lake where I recommend a dish Gulyás: a soup with meat, onions, paprika, dumplings of dough, caraway, lard and may vary by entering or removing some ingredients as the second lead me to a dish: pork shoulder, tomato sauce, onion and paprika and rice, a spicy and sour pranzo, characteristic of Hungarian dishes.
There are a few campers, lots of moisture, yet the heat does not feel and the evening is a beautiful freschetto.
A good glass of Tokaj, a wine of Hungary, with some Spanish guys and girls of Budapest, known on the spot, I warmed a bit.
Hungarian music, played by a band of young, surrounded by the background to our chat, the Spaniards are euphoric because of the company of women, girls are also on vacation for a few days.
Their zest for life makes tenderness, girls dress sporty but elegant in their pastel-colored Tutin, I feel that some speak of music and films are also of their studies and their families. The note, as I speak with the older kids, their behavior and in particular known as the girls are courteous and friendly with young Hispanics, and educated galanti they make everything so as not to disappoint the young women, who are both already inevitavilmente forming pairs and disappear one by one to my view in the darkness of Lungolago. We only me, the young man with whom I speak, and a young girl, which shines through all his shyness for not having exchanged a few words with us. Feel that they too, trunk dialogue with the children and leave them to their fate and their love.
I have just the 22 but there's no one around.
There is only a couple that is reordering the kitchen of the restaurant of the campsite. Saw switch turns to greet me in perfect Italian.
E 'a young man who chose to live and work in Hungary. We warmly welcome, we know how we behave when we meet a compatriot abroad, and two words come immediately in confidence. When I asked why he chose to emigrate, told me his story:

"A couple of years ago I made a pleasure trip with my friends in Budapest, the stories of other friends we were dreaming girls beautiful and friendly, especially with the Italians. In fact women here, like in general, our way of courting and the proverbial gallantry that we use to make breakthrough in their hearts. One evening in a street in Budapest, we met a bunch of girls, the usual approaches, and we succeeded, not without difficulty, to convince them to go dancing together. Asked them where we could go, we brought in a pub where the music was low and slow dances were normal. Ballao and drank a couple of vodka, but rather spoke with a group that has me most was the sweet and beautiful of all. A late night back at home, not without first having snatched an appointment for the next day. You do soon. I spent the most beautiful days of my life until then. A week of tender passion, appointments her face was radiant and her eyes expressing joy. The day before leaving, his face expressing despair, the tears flow on its abundant fresh face. We made love for the first and last time in the past week together. I returned to Italy, phone calls every day, my heart had been captured in Budapest. After three months we felt that, d 'un tratto cessão to hear. Gave the phone number disconnected, no longer enabled. For a month, I tried to contact her. I called to her friends, whose numbers were in possession of my friends, but they were vague, if not, tell me that they knew all about those, I wrote the letters, nothing, no response. With all the heartfelt things to say about criminal acts, by the mass media, particularly on girls from the East, I angosciai so that a Friday evening take the train to Budapest. I arrived early in the morning, caught a taxi and I did bring in his house. The heart was beating me all'impazzata, bussai the door, I opened his mother but when I saw it, wanted to knock out. At my request, where it was my girlfriend, opposed a hit "Go away, go away" and the screams of my mother, had the result, to appear with the swollen eyes of tears, my woman. Its pronounced Pancino, not only me all the explanations for his silence, but now I am the father of a beautiful child "

So saying, do bring a woman that is breastfeeding a child in a secluded corner of the room. A moment to give her time and I ricomporsi presents his lady with his arm in pargoletto.
History ended well, and I am delighted with my heart light, I go to lie down on the bed.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 16)

16 APRIL - Wednesday

2008-12-27T06:18:00.000-08:00

Wednesday, April 16, = = (Balatonfoldvar City - Maps)

7 hours, a heavy breakfast of ham base for local and 110 km arrival in Budapest (total 110km)

Budapest - Capital of Hungary - with 1,700,000 inhabitants interlan comes to about 2,500,000

E 'crossed the Danube, which divides the city of Buda and Pest are linked by bridges with 8 famous and beautiful architecture, in the middle of the river, the Margaret Island in the center of which is a popular night club.
A particular attraction of the island, a fountain with jets of water 25 meters high along the perimeter are the masters of the runners, their undisputed reign, about 7 km.
Many museums: Music Listz - Hebrew-Vino-Agriculture etc.. The Metro is particularly interesting is decorated in beautiful Art Nouveau. The city has very...

beautiful Baroque architecture, there are also thermal baths and very Teatri freguentati where you take: comedies, ballets and concerts, many Night clubs, discos, pubs, each year there is an manifstazione of the Love Parade. in short, a living city, both day and night.
Unfortunate that time does not assist me, the sky is cloudy and threatening rain, Budapest has certainly looks more cheerful in the sunny days, yet also makes the 11 ° cold degree days are a little thing I love the heat.
E 'a city that is striking for its beauty and palpable is the scent of history that emanates from its architecture.
Wanted a studio to stay at least two or three days, I find an apartment recommended by a commission of a bazaar, excellent accommodation.
E 'already lunchtime, I boot to the city center by taking the bus (better to leave the parking the car) on public transport I try to exchange a few words with the passengers just say that smiles are Italian bestows a parer My sincere. I get off the bus and buy a deplian tourism will help me understand what to visit in the city.
Near the Danube I see a luxury restaurant, I want to try the thrill of spending more than they can afford. I eat fairly, not necessarily on the premises "in" you eat better, but certainly not, given the narrow portions.
In the afternoon I start as the most zealous of the tourists, to know the beauties of Budapest, beauty in all directions and as art, and as female animals.
Women in particular have a bearing graceful and very feminine, the elegance and beauty is also due to the mixing of genes related to past incursions of many people that have followed in these lands and that have changed the appearance of people.
The sun set on the horizon. Back near the apartment but there is a pub, playing music gipsy not let me miss this step and a nice evening in the company of Hungarian men and women more or less drunk Tokay, while the violins spread their sound intriguing and engaging in dance rhythms from the gipsy, Liszt and Brahms had composed beautiful Rapsodie for Hungarian dances
The visitors saw a foreigner, you are four to offer a drink, building my own advice, I tell them they are unable to drink, cause illness, sorry I have a soft drink, dancing and singing do 3 at night.
During the evening I come to know the fair nature of this people and what he has fought for its independence.

"Freedom", a word often abused important and contradictory. Free from what, for what it is free.
Perhaps it means being free to decide their own future? I think freedom is still constrained by the responsibility which we have built, we are often empowered even against our will, dall'educazione data that we receive during our youth.
Freedom is often required in furor of the people, but only if the primary conditions of life are not met by those who should have the responsibility for the welfare of the population, they account nell'indolenza, ignorance and apathy of the majority of their constituents by creating curtains of smoke to divert attention from real problems of a country.
The thinking with his brain, always seeking information to understand better what we are actually free individual is the only thing we can afford. Not just to cultivate your own garden but also treat the environment around us, by which I mean the interest of the nearby stands for freedom for yourself. "

E 'late now and it is time to rest, poso the pen on the bedside table and I try to sleep a few hours.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 17)

17 APRIL - Thursday

2008-12-26T06:46:00.000-08:00

Thursday, April 17, = = (Budapest City - Maps)

I sleep like a dormouse, I wake up to 12 years who had not slept so well. I go out and make a breakfast of pastries and coffee, then I start at the bus stop that will bring me at the art sites.

The city shows completely, its close link with the culture in the Habsburg monuments. People are calm and expressed the wish that the spring is in them, walking as if they tasted the air.
Older people walking floor enjoying the sunny day, the girls express all the grace that is inherent in the slave population, adults walk slim, not curved to the cold winter.
Walk along the banks of the Danube, I admire the bridge Szekchenyj also called the Chain Bridge. I walked a lot and I am away from my lodging, boarding a taxi and ask...

the driver to portarmici.
The driver will have more or less my age, I question where are the usual and after exchanging pleasantries I ask him to talk about how he lives or has lived in this city, tells me a memory:

"I was born and always lived here. I know that I was a child, when in 1956 the population rose up to claim his freedom. The noises coming from the road, I was scared, I cried, my mother held me close to if and urged me to stay calm and not be afraid. My father was in the street, I do not know whether the insurgents or against them, I've never known, my mother has always tried to keep me unaware of his ideas. So just who is no longer returned home, they found him lying in a square on the steps of a church, his body torn by shrapnel of a bomb. The repression was relentless, fighting hard ee without pity by both parties. Killed thousands of Hungarians., For and against the social system and then also some hundreds of Russian soldiers left the blood on these roads. Students who did shoot the spark of the revolt were the precursors of the claims of social Europe, which had their climax in the famous 1968th Now it is only a distant memory, the city has risen in all its glory, tourists come to frotte in this metropolis of art, our standard of living has improved a lot, unfortunately, are still many parts of Hungary where it does not This improvement has as that we enjoy, but our people are proud and able to progress even in the countryside. Agriculture, tourism, our warm hospitality towards foreigners is known. Arrive early to be able to compare on equal terms with all countries of Europe "

I am at my apartment, I greet him warmly and I offer my warmest greetings.
Ceno in a room where the shows are late folcroristici (as I said) but I think it is a place, freguentato young girls for "pilgrims" Italian, French, German, Hungarian few.
However the performance is discrete, visually apparent zingaresco three musicians, dressed in traditional costumes, playing music with violins tzigane that emit sounds and electrifying the cimbalom, which emits a metallic sound unusual to my ears.
Encouraging those present to follow them with beats of hands, and Extemporaneous folk dances, performed a folk dance sweeping the c.
The girls in the room, very nice, they dance to the frenetic pace of wonderful sounds, which emanate from these unique instruments, creating an electrifying atmosphere of happiness, the foreigners, are in awe of everything, old and young males, are thrown into awkward dances and ridiculous, trying to follow the pace of strident violins, hoping in vain to copy the movements, beautiful Hungarian girls.
The atmosphere heats up more and more, the libations, dancing, beautiful girls and the music makes the atmosphere nice and intriguing for all the present and for my part, I must thank those who advised me to stay, to attend a spectacle of fun and happy humanity. At 2 am I go out and take a taxi to go to sleep, I was too overwhelmed by the experience, I have danced clumsily like everyone, I drank a glass of more than usual and I did not run away, a gentle approach with a Ms discrete middle.
I throw on the bed and I sleep like a rock.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 18)

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18 APRIL - Friday

2008-12-25T06:52:00.000-08:00

Friday, April 18, = = (Budapest City - Maps)

Alarm 7am breakfast bar and departure
Gyor 109 km, = 37 km arrival in Mosonmagyarovar - (tot 146 km)

Mosonmagyarovar - Population 30,000

E 'crossed the river Lajta. Same accommodation search, I found an inn, where to stay, I leave an hour and rest.
City full of traffic given the proximity of the border but with very green and clean, there are locations of all sorts, as one imagines in a border town. Not to me, the very place, I decide to stay close to the hotel and lunch at a kiosk that prepares skewers of meat. I know the characters unique and fun, especially truck drivers passing through, who stopped to rest just before entering Slovakia, but to me it seems only an excuse because they have drunk an excessive amount of beer.
In order not to drink, given their insistence, invented the usual story that will be...

repeated many times during the trip.
Who has the habit of getting drunk, the reaction was most often positive, there are those who are asleep and those who become violent but more often than not, the drink loosens their inhibitions, or as in the case of truck drivers with which I am in the company that want to express their ideas and thoughts.
As often happens between men, talk about sports or women rarely talk politics, they opt for sex "weak", Sich!

"Dear Italian friend, we women do not love us, women are not the East like yours, passionate, jealous, possessive, they are devoted to the family. We should be happy, right? Maybe you do not know which species the generations of the 50 and 60, suffered much of the collapse of the Soviet Union, the difficulties that my people had to endure have been enormous, the lack of employment, loss of a reference aid both moral and financial and social security has been dissolved, especially men, in many cases, have felt suddenly useless and abandoned by the protection and the ideals on which counted.
Entire families have suffered from this, with a sharp increase in divorce due to the impossibility of man to be able to support the family.
This woman has been stronger and has not abated and has preferred to think of divorce for children almost always keeping his job while he was miserable. This is due to the different culture of freedom that the Western world and Eastern Europe have pursued over the past 60 years, caused by the non-free circulation of ideas and prevented the Cold War. In most cases, the only purpose of the woman from the East was formed a family unit does not matter how man, who had enough capacity to help support her and their children. The understanding and the feelings of attraction and love was not the most important thing to form a pair of married couples did not have the culture of "Choosing to love" is the man that the woman tried to get married very soon, given by social and cultural habits of the community, not looking after the economic difficulties since in general, the state thought of everything. Now I realize that all this stands for luck, even if slowly changing, young people no longer rush to get married and start to enjoy the freedom to choose the person with whom to share a possible peaceful coexistence with equal rights and duties. "

I realize that the fumes of alcohol may also intristire, but a little reflection, I realize, that my generation in Western countries, has made a strong contribution to that "free choice" in the choice of life companion becomes a change cultural revolution in the relations between man and woman.
Generations before I had the same cultural habits of the Eastern countries, including Italy's concern and interest of the community was that young people are married soon, especially the women were otherwise at best now implicated as maids and were accustomed to i sensali combining family and marriage without even consulting the mutual satisfaction of the young bride and groom.
After exchanging greetings to everyone here, I decide to go and visit the castle namesake more than a castle looks like a large house almost triangular with a courtyard and some works of art inside. I'll be back in town and wander through the streets of the time I go to bed for a good night's sleep without dinner.
I am just 21 and this is not a city that offers much after sunset.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 19)

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19 APRIL - Saturday

2008-12-24T06:56:00.000-08:00

Saturday 19 April Diary

Saturday, April 19, = = (Mosonmagyarovar City - Maps)

6 hours for the border 37 km arrival in Bratislava (Slovakia)

SLOVAKIA = Member Community

Bratislava = (* Presporok Bratislava) Slovakia's capital = 430,000 inhabitants

The weather is beautiful, sometimes it rains but not so much that they can not enjoy the sightseeing.
E 'crossed the Danube to visit various monuments, the Castle, that Napoleon's troops, causing a fire destroyed it, but after 150 years of oblivion, in 1968 was entirely ricostruto also evident, the Gothic Cathedral of San Martino and many other churches, no less interesting, Palazzo Primatial and others of similar interest achitettonico. Sports Specialties: hochey and ice skating.
Cosmopolitan markets with cheap, stylish restaurants, pubs and many Night Club In...

fact, the Slovak economy is in full ascent.
The city is taken into account by a lot of its citizens, there is a note exceptional cleanliness and friendliness of the natives there reigns supreme.
While strolling in the event for the city, I come across a lady, elegant in a funny and interesting short pelliccetta him, same hair combed and shiny dog leash that keeps, I bow to make a caress the animal, non sò that race, with a Musini wake up and hair, which surrounded his neck, makes it resemble a miniature lion.
The lady is satisfied dell'affettuoso greeting made to his dog and making his knowledge, talking about the more and less, I hear that here in Bratislava, in October, your pet dog will participate at the European Union, the "Best in Show "
Compliments them and after one last caress sweet pet, I keep my perigrinare for the city.
Since it is early morning, I dedicate to the sightseeing of the old town, around a couple of museums in which I find a great deal of willingness on the part of caretakers, accompanying and illustrating the works of art that proudly costudiscono.
Walking on the banks of the majestic Danube, the water runs slow as lava, inspires a sense of impotence, for his relentless force. A pair of lovers, walking slowly ahead of me embraced, so that seems a single person, stop and kiss, with indifferent to overcome them just as it is beautiful to be in love.
At lunch I stopped at the market and a banquet eat divinely and cheaply. In the early afternoon despite regret not having stayed longer, allotment.

[+ car + for viaggio.jpeg] Nitra - Maps = 110 Km (total 147 km)

Nitra = (Nyitra) 85,000 inhabitants

To visit different churches and castles, ancient and very interesting. In particular, the Castle, a complex of buildings that have one common entrance, divided into four parties, the Cathedral, the Episcopal Palace, the houses and walls.
To the general seminary was built in 1768/70, there is an old library, the most precious of Slovakia.
In the town there are hotels that are camping, opto bungalow for more comfortable and less expensive.
Seeking a place to eat but information meeting a man who has spent some months in Italy, insists to invite me to his house, I accept myself without too pray.
As we begin, I know that he is in Prague, but he married a Slovak and remained in Slovakia, even after the division of the country into two states.
Brings me to an anonymous building, as there are many in Australia, I presented his family, wife and two children, male and female, the boy was 10 years his daughter is a flower, nor is 22 but does not show, it seems more a young girl.
Ceniano in joy, his wife prepares morčacie Pinene PRSI: roulades of turkey breast stuffed with ham, asparagus, sprinkled with slices of apple. We drink wine locally produced chatted into the night high, both of which Slovakia.
The recall asking him where he was in the days of the "Prague Spring". Gets serious, as collecting the memories, he begins to tell the truth:

"In 1968 I was an engineering student at the University of Prague, with the other students, discussing to have a greater freedom and democracy in the country. We decided to spread our ideas and the people were with us. The same things that we discussed between us students, discussed also in homes, factories and cultural environments, the vast majority of people there and was involved with us.
It was a day of late summer, no one expected that hundreds of tanks invade a section of the city. Our rulers were seguestrati and translated in Moscow, where, despite lengthy negotiations, they had to succumb to the orders of Moscow politicians. The people, however, protested for months, trying all ways to achieve the independence of their country, until the tragic death of Jan Palach, sacrificed to the fire. All hopes ended in March of 1969. "

Prefers to change the discourse. I sighed and said that now has a lot of confidence in the future of their country.
We salute exchanging their addresses and do not spare us the promise of rivederci.
I go to sleep, I nestled in blankets and do a good sleep, the night is cold and is good cover.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 20)

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20 APRIL - Sunday

2008-12-23T09:35:00.000-08:00

Sunday, April 20, = = (Nitra City - Maps)

7 am breakfast and then departure.

Levice = 40 km 80 km arrival in Zvolen (tot 120 km)

Zvolen = (Zólyomi) 45,000 inhabitants

The resort industry and is crossed by the river Hron, characteristic of the city is the castle town of 1360 and the destination of thousands of tourists, there are also museums for Impressionist painters.
To stop some day there will be spoiled for choice: chalet-hotels-camping-but especially in private housing, all at excellent prices.
To visit the Castle, from which to enjoy a magnificent landscape, the day finally comes with a beautiful sun after days of time unstable.
Wanted accommodation, I offered to spend the night at an apartment private room, eating and sleeping a few euros, I accept.
The family is large husband wife 3 sons and a grandfather, the house is a house in the...

green, dignified and kept clean. I forgot to tell you that in Eastern countries is a good idea to remove their shoes common entrance of the apartment, because I think this over, many carpets are lying to try to keep the rooms warm or because the snow, the mud and dirt, not spread to the house.
The hours of meals, in private homes, are not commonly the same as ours, vary according to the custom of the place.
Grandfather offers to me by "Cicerone" to visit the city, I accept willingly is still too early for lunch.
Leads me around the streets of Zvolen tell his own story, in the meantime, I submit to his old friends and to accommodate a table at a bar, being a particularly hot day, drink something cool.
We talk of many things, the most curious is that the separation of the former Czechoslovakia into two states in 1993, was not particularly welcome by the locals, especially older ones, it seems that the decision was taken without consulting the people, who mostly do not seemed inclined to divide the country.
Asks me the results of the elections in Italy, giving the results known to shake their heads, wondering why his response to my inquiries:

"Dear Alekos you Italians in general are good people, you have talent, in relationships with people are kind, generous but also lacks the capacity to want good with you. You are more likely to think about your personal interests rather than the common good State, then you are too intent to cultivate your garden without much worry about your neighbor. Put in the first place the personal interest is right and human right but when it comes to primary goods and not to meet its ambitions of possessions unnecessary. Do you think life is to succeed in the conquest and possession of material things, living as an end is human but it is not improve themselves. Not having the "but" Being "is the end to which" the Man should aspire. Selfishness blinds your minds and leads us to retreat in your own cradle and taking care of your interests exclusively, the consequence of this is that you will not be able to get the moral satisfaction to which we all aspire anyway. My opinion Gospel is not only a thought of an old man who has experienced much during his life but that has nothing to teach the others, because no one listens to anyone, but in doing so, the memory, the experience of life , councils, culture, everything that the older generations pass on to young people may disappear with them. The consequence of all this is that you are more alone, consulates, however, because what happens in your country is also happening in all parts the world, but with time and different ways. "

"I agree with you. The Italians totally lacking in historical memory, have too quickly forgotten the recent past of a Fascist.
What will happen in the future will match exactly what happened in the twenties but with much more subtle skills of ownership of all political and financial power of my country.
The opposition will have limited space and controlled in Mass-Media, power and knowledge to communicate with citizens and key and the "right" is a teacher in this.
Italians believe that in a state that protects the weak, social justice in a fair and equal for everyone, they feel lost Noting the failure by the political forces of the left
in managing the institutional power. The divisions within it and highlight the inability of a political strategy that is to understand the actions of his government are his Achilles heel, no men in his charismatic summit. Men who know how to speak Italian with conviction and not just with data and documents that the common man does not understand the ability nor the desire to do so. Man is basically selfish and think of tires, for it is better to be guided at the end rather than take questions and seek answers. "

17 to go home for dinner, which in practice will continue throughout the evening, a sort of minestrane all'aglio, stew meat, a way to resurrect a dead calories it contained, then in cakes, drinks, a pair of glasses wine and vodka, I had to gobble, songs and laughter we made the hour of rest at night.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 21)

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21 APRIL - Monday

2008-12-22T09:46:00.000-08:00

Monday, April 21, = = (Zvolen City - Maps)

8,30, I get up with the head and stomach heavy falls in the kitchen and the lady invites me to breakfast: coffee, milk, biscuits, bread, each well of God, I am appalled to be seduced by the quality of food, that the insistence of women.
I do not know how but I do a magnificent breakfast.
The boys have already gone to school, her husband at work, is the grandfather and greeted me cordially warning which has already programmed my second day in Zvolen.

"I take you to visit the palace was the Sport, the Museum of New Castle on the afternoon tour to the farms around the town and the ruins of Zvolen with overview of the Slovak countryside, happy? "

Seen such kindness I can not refuse and then it will be quite interesting.
We go out to start the program when two beautiful girls, old friends, offer to...

accompany us, are a bit blocked on the significant difference of age, but the grandfather takes the hand takes the two beauties and all four are going.
The girls put me at ease and taking SHIELDS walking fast, laugh and joke as we were peers.
I can only say that it was a wonderful day.
We return for dinner and find the dining table prepared for 15 people. Besides the family have also attached the two girls and a handful of middle-men who are revealed to be a band of musicians.
To finish the day with great music and dancing in the courtyard in front of the house. Fantastic day !!!!!
I was over but the evening has just begun .... Disco Night! The two girls take me as I were a chick under their wings and another ten people we go to a nightclub in the center of town, the music is pleasant, the room is warm, the lights do not disturb is a very pleasant environment, we sit in the seats but remain inexorably empty for all three hours that we enjoy in joy given by the music and the sensuality of the girls dancing so proud.
I also often remain on the sidelines of the dance floor to enjoy this spectacle of youth and sincere happiness emanating those guys who arriderà life for many and many years to come.
Watch the couples dance for me is one of the things that give me joy, like listen to a song or a piece of opera that expands the heart donondomi a happiness which I know not describe.
Observe a couple performs a Tango, Flamenco, Macarena, Lambada, Samba, Mambo, Paso Doble and other dances is something exciting and makes us the peace of that all too often lose. We Italians are world champions in dance.
The two maids who have taken under their protection, accaldate have asked me to sit on a sofa drinking together something refreshing, we are serving three glasses of vodka and lemon filled with ice, the girls are so talkative that talking to happy met and they tell me that:

"Do not you surprised that the disco is open Monday, although? We asked the owner who is our friend, to open it for the unique opportunity to have you as a guest with us and we have taken advantage to spend a fun evening with friends without too much crowd of strangers. "

Thank you so much for the kindness, the pleasure of having two girls so gration to me by the mercy is the most pleasing a man could want, and their sincere willingness to me enhances my narcissism
E 'ormai tardissimo tired but happy and we salute you all with kisses and hugs and sincere smiling everyone happy rest between the crisp sheets covering the pillow as if it were your ideal partner.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 22)

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22 APRIL - Tuesday

2008-12-21T09:59:00.000-08:00

Tuesday, April 22, = = (Zvolen City - Maps)

7 minutes I decide that it's time to start again, despite the insistence of the family for me to stay.
I make breakfast, I greet you all with affection and returned before the start to your account balance and taking part in his grandfather, thanking him with all my heart, I leave in its hands, despite his refusal, a fair amount in euros. Allotment reluctantly --

km 75 km 70 arrived in Zilina - Maps (tot 145 km)

Zilina = 85,000 inhabitants

L 'crosses the River Vah, the region is around resort.
The road from Nitra to here has been a succession of mountain roads, I hope that from now on, the path is less demanding. I purposely made the road more challenging to cross Slovakia, there are fortunately, highways that facilitate connections between various cities
I know that in this area there are many churches, the Jesuit Monastery and many other interesting places to visit.
E 'late afternoon I put in search of a home, find a campsite and I system in a small house but very pretty.
I am tired, I eat at a banquet that prepares sandwiches, the kiosk is located on a pedestrian street and is a way to go people go, many boys and girls, families short of the classic struscio any country Italian.
As I taste a plate of food that I do not know the ingredients to define, via breaks in a group of majorettes that perform music to the street with all their skill and cheerfulness.
Pass the afternoon was to visit the places of tourist interest, very interesting.
Very soon the people until it thins out to 21 there is almost no one. I go to sleep tomorrow I HOPING to continue sightseeing.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 23)

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23 APRILE - Wednesday

2008-12-20T23:29:00.000-08:00

Wednesday, April 23, = = (Zilina City - Maps)

I wake up early, after the usual morning need, go out on the veranda of the little house, I sit down the only existing chair and smoke my first cigarette, without even taking a coffee ??!!!! By the way, although I HOPING constantly quitting smoking, there can, but how is that? "Never say never"
The morning was cold and foggy, I relax so much that we will return to sleep.

At 8 I note that the campsite opens a space where you can have breakfast there slingshot me, I am doing scorpacciata of pasta and drink good coffee, though not as...

the Italian one is passably.
The fog is gone and I is a sunny day. I start to learn about the city, many people in the streets, people have a happiness that only certain days of celebration can be transmitted, the accomplice also wonderful sunny day.
During the day I admire many of the places that I listed above, and in particular I liked the Mariana square with a statue at the center of the Immaculate, the arcades around the arches and Gothic-style wineries.
While I look at these wonders has been a procession led by the statue of the saint I do not know that, nothing different from ours, if not for the wealth more obvious, given the parameters of the prelates.
I decide to celebrate too, and have lunch in a restaurant that looks elegant, I hope it is not expensive. A waiter dressed in local costume me before and I do sit at a table so princely.
E 'un ambiente furnished in elegant baroque style and sober, next to my table three elderly German gentleman, with a hint of my normal polite greeting, just saw, I insistently invite to sit at their table. I agree, because lunch is not only one of the more pleasant things, then this trip I have planned to get to know their mentality and customs of other peoples.
Are three arzille pensioners, cheerful and amusing, deeply intelligent and educate on holiday for cures.
In many localities in the region, there are famous spas equipped for the care of the body.
I do not speak much because listening is a pleasure but the little that I say, from their starting point for sociological and philosophical analysis that leave me amazed. I understand why, three former professors of history and philosophy. After lunch, which was protatto for three hours, I think the time has come to ask for the bill waiting for a drain, having to pay for gallantry to the ladies. I do not have time to call the waiter that the gentleman I block are not giving reasons, forcing me not to pay, saying that they were their to invite me, embarrassed succumbs to their pressure internally but shot a sigh of relief, I have saved " 200 "sik !!!!! We leave with warm and affectionate greetings.
E 'already dark, I go back in camp and I relax a little on the bed, I fall asleep. I wake up at night I watch the time, are the 24 I have no more sleep, go out and go in a room that I had seen during the day, before I am in a disco.
Beautiful girls but it's better than a drink after I go to bed, the environment is ambiguous and the music is definitely too strong.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 24)

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24 APRIL - Thursday

2008-12-19T23:41:00.000-08:00

Thursday, April 24, = = (Zilina City - Maps)

I get up at 6, I make a quick breakfast and allotment

km 17 Bytca km 20 Makov = Km 6 at the border

CZECH REPUBLIC = Member Community

Km 26 Roznov pod Radhostem = Valasske Mezirici km 15 km = 22 km = 41 Hranice arrival in Olomouc -Maps (tot 147 km)

Olomouc Population = 110,000

The last city that I could admire, have a special beauty naturatulistica and a succession of castles , monasteries, beautiful churches, Baroque and Gothic architecture. Omolouc no exception,
I note a number of houses and buildings arranged in the Open, I was expecting so interesting environments.
Here we are in the center of the Kingdom of Bohemia, the region famous for its castles: Zamek, Karlstejn, Konopiste and many others. Famous are the crystals of...

Bohemia, which are like the glass of Murano and its craftsmen but have the... particularity to be fragile in the city of Karlovy Vary, working in the most creative master glassmakers of Bohemia.
E 'noon, as always I try just a shelter, there are all types, choose a small hotel.
After an hour of rest I begin my wanderings through the city, visit the Cathedral of St. Wenceslas.
This is the season where, in particular the countries of the East, will awake from the cold winter and do everything to show their happiness for the arrival of the sweet Spring. In particular, the cities are filled with flowers, very often you see people of all ages, including children, with multicolored bouquet in her hands, the girls in particular stand out even more, their natural beauty, taking the trophy between floral his arms like a baby.
In my wanderings in search of a restaurant, I come across a "pizzeria" within doubtful enough to put something on the stomach. I can not say that the pizza I've eaten is equal to ours, had pizza for only the form but the content was cumolo on top of it was delicious, a sort of meat pieces, sauerkraut, boiled eggs and the omelette straccetti , all seasoned with a sauce that I do not know and drinking a huge mug of good beer.
After lunch, as often happens now, chat with the waiters and patrons, as well as pizza, even a pub. I was curious about the fact that Czechoslovakia was divided into two republics.
I ask you my interlucutori their opinion and I confirm that even in the Czech Republic the majority did not agree to split the country.
Not comment because I do these one thousand questions about Italy, I realize more than willing and between an application and another night we do.
I'll be back in my lair, I wrap in blankets Bell'Italia my mind, that is not already started to have nostalgia?

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 25)

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25 APRIL - Friday

2008-12-18T23:49:00.000-08:00

Friday, April 25, = = (Omolouc City - Maps)

I wake up after idle between the covers a good half hour, the account balance and go out to go to the pub, the evening prior to breakfast.
At 10 I put the car in motion and allotment

79 km Brno = 102 km Humpolec - = 89 km arrival at Prague = (tot 270 km)

= Prague (Praha) Czech Republic-Capital 1,200,000 inhabitants

For the history here began the "War of Thirty Years", has several nicknames, including the city of hundred towers, the Golden City, the mother of all cities and so on.
Its culture is a mix of religion, philosophy and art, crossing cultures and exchanges between east and west.
Arrival in a city that is already night, I have wanted to stop it with the highway, I thought to come first, but I wanted to make a stop in to visit the Brno circuit...

motorcycle and I lunched at a kiosk on the spot.
The racing cars and motorcycles are my only passion, unfortunately few times I had the opportunity to be present on a circuit during a race, describing the emotion that give the sounds, smells and the feeling of power that these engines give off is indescribable, only those who are keen to race as I can understand the thrill that offer these cars with two or four wheels.
Not to mention the environment of the gallery with their Fans and the paddocks, where a variety of people moving for work that is to say "I was." Managers, pilots, mechanics, sponsors, but also businessmen invited just because "is someone"
But the thing that attracts most of the way while the race is Miss, girls at each race are next to the pilots to "assist" with their multicolored umbrellas, but also with exceptional bodies, the public admires, are pilots and machines, but does not disdain to admire the beauty, of course, appreciated by the public men.
I remembered that today is the anniversary in Italy, "April 25-National Day of Liberation." But how many, especially young Italians, who remember why they celebrate this day? A party of Italians know it and I am proud of, others will see that day as ominous as they recalled the defeat, but what I regret is that many others do not care nothing for this historic day.
Part of the political power has the temptation to eliminate or at least downgrade this anniversary, I hope that we succeed.

Now I can not just look for a bed to sleep on time and I will stop along the river Moldava, the first hotel that I find. HOPING but I will try that tomorrow for a studio to spend a few days in this beautiful and intriguing city.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 26)

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26 APRIL - Saturday

2008-12-17T23:54:00.000-08:00

Saturday, April 26, = = (Prague City - Maps)

It starts badly, I just wake up facing the window to see what time I expected.
Prague appears to me under a leaden sky and it rains a catinelle, it would be a classic day to stay at the hotel and then chat with the staff present, but the daily rate per night is too expensive for my pockets. I go out and run from the car in a...

pouring rain, I take my ever-present tourist almanac to find a cheaper price.
I plan on satellite for a camp on the outskirts of the city and soon arrive at its destination.
Good choice, I recommend a very nice bungalows and spacious, as the tourist season is only just beginning, the price is included.
Take possession of the bungalow and unloading the luggage, luckily the rain has significantly decreased.
I lose time to undo the bag, then go to the canteen of the camp to look around and see if you happen to make a good coffee. No coffee, the barista, I recommend a chocolate is from when I was a child who drank but did not agree and I must say, given the wet day, which is very good and corroborant.
I decide to visit Prague, however, but not in the center, driving my head at a large shopping mall, parking your car and within an environment to learn, that certainly will be the same as everyone else in the world, and in fact seems to be even with this the stencil. The environment is nice as always, I am intrigued by local restaurants, as diverse as furniture do not know how to describe, but most clubs seem to meet with newspapers, books, video and computer, very well furnished.
I left the mall, in returning to self I will stop to observe a clothing shop of a famous Italian brand Made in Italy
I wonder if there are Italians to operate the house, or who speak my language, if only to feel the language of my fellow Dante Alighieri.
By elegant made known to both sexes, but with simple clothing that does honor to the name of the company, are welcomed with great kindness and affability from a very interesting woman, 40 years on, the greeting and spare realizing that are Italian, I smile widens a wonderful informing them that speaks my language.
I am honest, and I said immediately that I entered the store just for curiosity and make the most innocent face that can be a moment of uncertainty, but then I kindly fà accommodate a comfortable chair available to customers on time and we put ourselves dead to talk, of course, there have recently added to us, two young committed, a boy and a girl.
After about an hour to call the lady lunch with me, but willingly accepts it claims to serve at a nearby self-service, choice to succumb to the peremptory and I must say that with few euros, we ate well and spent very little.
In speaking informs me that tomorrow, as Sunday was the turn of rest from work, would like me to guide me to know the best Prague, I accept with enthusiasm.
The leave with the promise that the appointment will be the next morning at the hotel.
I left the store, still raining, I still walk in my car but I do not like at all what I see, or maybe elsewhere, I thought, I prefer to return to camp and plan better after dinner.
Prague is a modern city where you can find everything that exists in a Western metropolis, and in addition it has the charm arcitettonico, historical and cultural importance of the cold countries, belonging to the former Soviet bloc.
I programmed an evening of youthful fun, I hope not to make the figure of the salami.
Start with a dive in confucion sound in a nightclub full of young, many girls and only a few men, are devoting more to drink than to lure young pulzella peers.
Environment too young, I remembered the advice from datomi made of high-fashion store and go in a softer, follow the advice.
Live music plays an orchestra of 5 elements, make merry music, I do not remember the name of the composer, who make fun all customers, mostly foreigners on vacation.
After a couple of hours I decide to go out, have the 2 at night. Back to the camp but I did not sleep, I decide to make a turn in the car for longer rincasare, but then thinking dell'indomani the appointment, I decide on the mattress, which I expected.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 27)

27 APRIL - Sunday

2008-12-16T00:01:00.000-08:00

Sunday, April 27, = = (Prague City - Maps)

I slept very little for the fatigue, and for the excitement of the previous evening, not to mention the fear of missing the appointment with the lady of the shop.
To 7 have already raised, I wore a shower and the only decent outfit, I go into the hall to wait for my elegant guide, out shines a nice warm sun.

Today is a day of celebration in Prague, and many people you're going to church to attend the Mass, the Religion of Orthodox believers celebrate Easter, we are prepared for a week for this event which culminates with the midnight on Saturday night in...

where the churches are overflowing with the faithful to attend the liturgy of the Resurrection of Christ.
At 9 puntuale materializes a figure to say the least wonderful, the currency of the contract was not honored. We salute and I do drive to the city as a chick behind the hen.
Talk to me all the time and explains everything that we can see, throughout the morning despite the calls for something to eat, I replied that it is early, but around 5 pm my stomach is upset and insist strongly ask you to go to rifucillarci , you agree to the first kiosk, and we find, we eat a mountain of pancakes? "know only that they were good, you were hungry, while un'orchestrina intones in a shrill but fun music.
The sun is still high, we finished eating two steps to the great Old Town Square. We are tired of walking, the "guide" I proposed to go to his house, because the day has to get up early.
We end the evening on a comfortable couch, with romantic music and dialogue nice and relaxing:

"As you well know, after the free elections of 1989, during the first 90 years my country was anything but quiet, the lack of work was the primary emmergenza for the vast majority of Czechoslovakians. I was very young and beautiful, just majority chose to emigrate, as many of my compatriots, in search of a better life, we were highly rated by the agencies of fashion for our natural elegance. Some of us unfortunately were found with promises abbindolate then traps especially tragic for the most naive, I was lucky because a dear friend knew a serious agent of an agency in Milan sought talent for parades on the catwalk for recurrent seasonal presentations new designs of clothing. I participated in many fashion shows until one evening, a man began to follow me in all the presentations of the models with whom I performed. At first I thought of a character, but after a little time each evening, I was handed a rose from an anonymous admirer. Trying to understand who he was, I was flattered, and after a few weeks of work my friend handed me a rose and a card that reads: "Every rose has a drop of my blood that flows from my heart, before it is bled me a bridge in bringing hope my last drop "I was confused and embarrassed but curiosity took over. Took the flower with me, my heart was beating, the lights directly over me, preventing me to meet the eyes of those who wished me a lot. At the end of the parade during the usual party, is approached by a man about 40 years, not great, a beginning of baldness that are not made him attractive, and shows the hand baciandomi me just say "Thanks".
Moves away without speaking, if I do not know why either, and I follow the call. We talk all evening until late, the result? E 'a lovely man! Very often we let ourselves be fooled by the outward beauty that we miss opportunities to know and love, people who deserve to be loved. Now it's my man, I must say though in all honesty to you, he is married, maybe we do not approve this strange relationship but are not commanded to love, we love us even if we see only a few days a month so I'm happy. "

I'm not sure I to criticize the relationship you have with your man, the reasons that have pushed to try to close and to love, I can understand them, you are a beautiful woman and I do not know the relationship it has with his wife. The why of his double condition of loving husband and only he knows, you can only know "the truth" but I think it is true what I was told once by an elderly professor of philosophy:

"There are men who love the love so much that they need to feel ready for another meeting to give them new sensations and different as each woman has a different way of love and also have an ongoing need for new confirmations to feel live in the soul. By doing this they are grateful to all the women who love them so much that they really love. "

He has become my latest secret hopes of an exciting evening of stroking it sank, but did not do a drama course, the important thing is that I spent an evening in the company pleasant and relaxing, there we go goodnight leaving us with a sincere embrace of friendship.
Prague is the city that makes the dream, a city that makes you live like in a fairy tale, dreams are the salt of life, without them, life will seem harder and the smile disappear from our lips.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 28)

28 April - Monday

2008-12-15T00:04:00.000-08:00

Monday, April 28, = = (Prague City - Maps)

Enchanted night and I slept well. I thought to stop a day longer in Prague but the desire to leave and predominant.
The days are becoming longer, facilitating the journey there are few hours of darkness at night, reaching the extreme north of Europe, where the nights will be illuminated by a diffuse light Boreal.
Let me give you an abundant breakfast, breakfast is more than a lunch, I put the bike in my car and childbirth.

Km 64 Podebrady Km 54 = Hradek Kralove = 45 km Nachod border with

POLAND = Member Community

Klodzko = 45 Km 90 Km in the late afternoon arrival in Wroclaw - (tot 298 km)

Wroclaw = (Vratislav Vratislav *) - 640,000 inhabitants

Situated on the banks of the River Oder, has 12 islands linked together by 117 bridges well, an important center in the field of metallurgy and has a university founded 300 years ago.
Every year in November takes place on the Blues Festival, participating artists from all over the world.
There dwells a high proportion of Ukrainians deported at the end of World War II.
The life of the city, is located almost exclusively in the Rynek, a place where the...

major monuments, churches and the old town, all surrounded by the River Oder and Podwale ulica.
Being a university town on the evening in the local Pubs and Clubs there are many young people in terms of chaos are not jokes, I like places where you can even speak, offer any music.
I wish these young Poles not to blindly follow the trends of consumerism and deleterious still remember and are proud of the history of their country and its traditions.
There are problems of accommodation, so I lose a couple of hours before finding a small hotel in the suburbs that I have recommended a gas station. A little decadent outwardly clean, but with a very gentle, especially after I said that I was Italian.
It is true that, in general, we Italians are well seen in all parts of the world, I believe, unfortunately, will be only partially true.
Having taken possession of my room, I take a shower and relaxing riposatomi a bit, I decide to get out and ask the hotel to where I can have dinner and spend a couple of hours in a quiet place.
So familiar, I indicates an inn where good soup cooked with meat, in the same room playing a very good pianist, performing music by composers famous vintage.
Given that the sympathy shown towards me, I ask you sincerely, what do you think of the Italians in general? I see it banned, saying that the urge is curious by nature and I am very interested in the topic. Carryover his words:

"You Italians are a great people, you have culture, sense of humor, humanity, creativity and many other virtues ... But ... unfortunately a part of you, male Italians, but not only, also of many other European countries and Americans of all l 'age, are more attracted by the beauty and femininity of women in the countries of Eastern Europe that the historical beauty, artistic and natural local. Frotte arrives, full of arrogance and stupidity, he try "easy to love." They damage the image of the kind, polite and respectful of women, we come to know. I must say though, that many of them are genuinely attracted by the culture of femininity and women and we come with confidence and with sincere hope, to meet their half of the heart. "

I understand and accept your opinion, because I know the problem. The Poles, but in general almost all the peoples of Eastern Europe, have a strong sense of education and division of roles between men and women.
Our habits of civic education, courtesy and kindness, a time, now almost disappeared, forget the hectic life that selfish conduct, a culture and superficial question, advancing relentlessly. In those areas, fortunately still resist, a Kiss, for instance, is well accepted, open the door of the car, give way to half the public, to enter a first lady for any building and leave it after us, have habits like in those countries.
We continue our chat as long as guests, distract us from our chat, I greet the hotel and I start towards the local indicatomi.
The indication is excellent, the dishes are also excellent local, being within walking distance from me how to enjoy a good wine of the place without making dangerous encounters with the police of the place, not joking when it comes to driving under the influence of thrill.
Usually I drink very little but just a glass more than I make peaceful euphoria but controllable.
I lunched with fish, I was served: Karp w Szarym sosie (carp in bigia sauce) served with various spices that I can not define their own.
I left the restaurant and I around for this particular center "Rynek", there is a lot of people on the street, will be the late hour but I had warned on Monday that, if we exclude the classic tourist attractions, the city at night in the first days of the week, are fairly empty of life, the palaces are illuminated and large headlights off their beauty at night.
Became late I decided to go to sleep are tired I do not know whether to travel or for good wine.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 29)

29 APRIL - Tuesday

2008-12-14T00:11:00.000-08:00

Tuesday, April 29, = = (Wroclaw City - Maps)

At 8 later, I put in a position to allocate only one drinking coffee at the hotel, HOPING to have breakfast during the journey that will bring me to the next step.
In recent days I have too many ground miles. I have to slow down my race, the evening is too stressed out and tired, it does not give me a way, to enjoy the journey.

Kępno km 75, where I stopped for lunch because of my stomach that muttering, remember that the night before, I was fasting and a coffee on the stomach = km 50 Zloczew km 22 Sieradz = Lask km 28 km 36 arrival in Lodz - (tot 211 km)

Lodz = (Lodsch) Population 774,000

E 'una città extended but his heart is reduced to be a long way "Avenue Plotrkowska". There are numerous banquets and mini-pub offering beer, no less than half a liter,...

cheap, sandwiches, pizzas and desserts of all kinds especially salty.
Interesting city with many monuments, the complex Księży Mlyn, some museums, among which I quote the history of Lodz and tissues of contemporary art.
There is a characteristic shared by the city more or less alike that I have crossed and visited, and which in all suburbs of these cities were built in the Soviet residential buildings, which look very much to those of the suburbs of our cities, but their drabness, as the lack of maintenance, the rough and finish from all architecturally similar, making the landscape not very pleasant.
In refuel petrol ask the gas station, where can I find accommodation for the night, I wrote a ticket to the address of a tourist office, where they can find an adequate place for me. Set the address on my gps and allotment.
The office is located in a side street to street Plotrkowska within the office, I will present a modern and elegant, the known lack of signs to tourist attractions, in place, valuable paintings of the invoice and pleasing to my eyes, with comfortable armchairs and carpets of warm colors, the information desk, a young blonde girl with a beautiful smile, is willing to see an accommodation that is of my liking.
I recommend a private home with their convention, where I can have dinner, since I will stop only for a night or two and spending is contained, I accept.
I ask you the address but it surprised by doing, tells me that will be one of the family who will be here to draw on agency and I will bring a destination. The time to read on a comfortable armchair, a couple of pages of a magazine, which arrives in an agency guy, she invites me to follow him.
We go out, I make the sign of go back to my car, since he arrived by bicycle, almost can not stand behind what pedaling fast, within minutes we reach a road with houses with a floor, in front of one of these stops and I have to indicate where to stay.
I opened the door a very elderly lady, who accompanies me nicely to my chat room.
I must admit that were all kind and after having a bit challenged in order falls on the ground floor, the lady asks me if I want to eat alone or in company of his family, since the purpose of my trip I choose the second option.
I am surprised to have lunch with a dozen adults and children, half an hour before the house seemed deserted, the lady I presents some of them and eating, deepen mutual understanding, at the end of dinner I compliment the cook, mocks you do with shame.
Once women have sparecchiato, we men, with the usual bottle of vodka and glasses, we sat at the table, while the women disappear behind the children.
As always, I refuse to drink more than a drink, telling the same lie required, by this way to them, content in what we drink and the chance to exchange more seriously knowing one another.
I come to know a pretty harsh reality for these men, who, fortunately, at least in countries that I visited so far, is changing.
The frustazione of many men from the East was given by the sudden change of the Member Company to which they were accustomed, that is, to a degree of safety 'future, for themselves and their families, however, cost, a heavy control over their personal ambitions and legitimate of free choice of life. Now you must adapt to rapid change and pressing all the way they think and act in a new company, made up of selfishness and lack of an adequate social protection umbrella, because until a few years ago, from an omnipresent state.
Although these men the following day, should go to work, stay up late to chat.
I go to sleep but with the intention, the next morning to share because I can not wait to get there as soon as possible in Tallinn and then return to a familiar reality even more different, in cross-country.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING APRIL 30)

30 APRIL - Wednesday

2008-12-13T00:15:00.000-08:00

Wednesday, April 30, = = (Lodz City - Maps)

I wake up at 8, as I asked the lady who invites me to breakfast, I hunger and I prepared a breakfast to say the least fantastic, eat sliced, eggs, milk and coffee. After all, smoking a cigarette in his company, I pay the amount due, with the addition of my desire for a premium given the abundance and excellent reception received and I start to other shores.
Are again traveling to the next stage --

Zgierz 5 km = 144 km arrival in Warsaw - (tot 149 km)

= Warsaw (Warszawa) Capital Polish Population = 1,700,000

The city was almost entirely destroyed by the Germans at the end of the Second World War. It was rebuilt between the years 50/60, trying to keep the original urbanization, before the war, particularly the old town with the way Piwna, where you can admire...

buildings in Neoclassical style and Baroque and the Market Place.
To see the Barbacane of 1548, Sigismund Column erected in 1644 and then we can not avoid, from visiting the ghetto jew, through the Via Della Memoria, where you can see the many monuments, in perpetual remembrance of the tragedy of hundreds of thousands of people who lived there.
There are many theaters, museums and art galleries including: the National Narodowy Theater, founded in 1765, the theater Wielki of 1778, the gallery Zacheta, Museum Sztuki współczesnej center of contemporary art, the museum powstania Warszawskiego in remember powstania of Warsaw and many other interesting sites.
Through the Vistula River and along the periphery, I notice the usual architecture of the so-called real socialism, not edifying, but as I approach the city center, I realize that it will be a pleasure to discover the artistic beauty of the place.
The first thing I do, as usual, is looking for a room, I stopped at a bar and after a snack to stop the stomach, being the first afternoon, drinking a good coffee, I ask for information at the counter about a housing and possibly not expensive. I do not know much about accommodation cost, and I did not intend to follow his advice to go into a hotel, I left the bar and unfortunately a vigil next to my car I is doing fine for no parking. Patience, I pay due but in return, I ask him if you know tell me a place to stay, almost surprised to see me not altered by the fine incurred, to put it kindly lists a number of housing solutions, worthy of a tour operetor, I strongly recommend, however, to go at un'affittacamere of my knowledge, I trust and I had the address start with it.
The guest house is located right on the border of the ghetto, in an old building spared by the destruction of War, ascending to indicatomi floor, I opened an old gentleman in the chamber jacket and slippers, gently but firmly, invites me to come by asking what you want , when I thought I had the wrong house but at my request, if this was the kind of apartment I was looking for, smiling and nodding information would be of service it offers, and the daily price.
The price is good and the room that I made is furnished with valuable antiques bill, also being on the 4th floor, the window on a panorama of the city merviglioso. Not to mention that I have the curiosity to know the best landlords, distinct character, seem to be an aristocratic old.
Take possession of the room and after having refreshed, I go into a room reserved for guests, the "aristocrat" is sitting comfortably on a chair and cordially invites me to take advantage of the time drinking tea for a cup in his company.
After exchanging the usual mutual knowledge and told where I come from and where I'm going to go, welcomed my curiosity in wanting to know the different peoples and their cultures.
I just imagined is an aristocratic, old Polish fighter German army at the time of invasion, following the defeat of the army, fled to Russia and fought to liberate his country.
I did not understand that kind of aristocracy were part, but certainly had an education that took into account "the label." At the end of the war, despite the destruction, I find her house intact and even if he had to divide for many years, the rooms with other families, had in past years, the ability to recover its entire housing autonomy, as flatmates, were the opportunity to have everyone in their new house.
Was also careful to preserve the most valuable furniture of his property.
Time passes quickly, the stories are interesting and the person with whom dialogue is an excellent speaker.
Tells me of his struggles but also of hunger and cold suffered in the Russian steppes and on the banks of the Don, to counter the armed enemy, among which there were also Italians which we have always taken individually good people.
Regarding this, I ask him if knows the history of our soldiers, who all'accerchiamento to escape the Soviet armies, retreated from the front of the Don and in the Russian winter, leaving a trail of fallen, more to the hardships that the attacks of your soldiers. Neither had heard of but nothing more. The story enough detail the facts and ask him to find and read the book "One hundred Gavetta ice", where there is amply described, the tragic history of our soldiers in Russia.
I see my interlocutor sadden me and says:

"The wars are a sign of stupidity and proposals are generally to be fake reasons and ambitions, who has an inability to dialogue with the different, the majority of people are too busy surviving, day by day and is easily manipulated by arrogant men, who have captured with the money or the smart way, positions of power. "

It was done late and before bedtime, I go to dinner and to visit the city at night, which I imagine is a marvel.
I guess right, the city is full of life and light and although Wednesday, rooms for spending a good evening of entertainment is no shortage. The old town is full of night, pubs, cafes etc..
I go there I visit is the famous Piazza del Mercato, are quite tired, "I have not the age," I sit down at a table in a disco bar, freguentato not only by local young people but also tourists, known for a table noisy group of men and I know that Italians are, even if I wanted I could not hear their speeches and dialogues, as always deal with sports and girls, speak loudly but an educated and being in a rather sophisticated is normal administration.
Now it's late and fatigue overcomes my resistance, I return the apartment, I lay on the bed and I fall asleep stone.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 1)

1 MAY - Thursday

2008-12-12T01:37:00.000-08:00

May 1 = Thursday = Labor Day = (_ Warsaw City Maps)

Dormiveglia In the morning I hear music coming from the street below, remember that today is Labor Day.
I am facing the window and actually a band, dressed in military uniform, Mazurka tunes and folk music and Szymanowski, many people listen to his hands and beat me dwell a few moments to observe this pleasant entertainment.

"Think about what it means to remember all the years, the occasion of May Day Labor Day. We note that the work is a right and a duty, reminds us that Peace is the work and when we are lacking the usual profiteers who exploit the hunger of whole masses of people for their speculation. The rights at work have cost blood and tears to the...

workers and now we are subtly removed gradually, and indifference in failing to understand, by the overwhelming meggioranza population, their infamous game. It sheds the wool over the eyes of the people making up a danger of immigration in our country of foreign workers, but guardandonese well to those who do not remove them can be used precisely in check their condition, often illegal and their needs Survival for a search of a better standard of living for themselves and their families, almost always thousands of km.
Our ancestors have known the despair of the lack of work and emigrated to millions around the world, we know the sacrifices the humiliations that have been exposed.
Young people especially Italians, who seem not to understand and do not receive this mechanism as they are mainly involved. It 'also the fault of those of my generation that has not been able to teach them that the work is an achievement that continues and no one giving us anything. "

The days are lengthening quickly and sunshine I rinfrancherà members, as the morning is still pretty cold.
In the living room are apparatus for breakfast three tables, I assume there are other guests. I sit down and eat with appetite, while in, from two pairs of young ladies and un'anziano, greeting, sit down you are the respective tables and also honor the excellent buffet that the house offers.
After breakfast, I know the elderly gentleman, a Scandinavian, who is in Warsaw for business, it had the morning free, it gives me by "Cicero" Guide for the city that knows enough, there were several times during the recent years, I accept with enthusiasm, given my absolute ignorance about the location of the artistic beauty of the city.
Let the whole morning and part of the afternoon, a monument to another, from historical places such as the way of memory, where there was the Ghetto Jew, the Royal Castle of the fourteenth century, the neoclassical Church of Saint Anne and many others yet.
I see many carriages, similar to those of our city, decorated with corollas of flowers, which trotterellando, take tourists around the streets of the capital.
Meanwhile, we also found time to make a snack at a local market square, we ate: Salata Sledzia ze, (herring salad) with dill, beetroot, onions, apples and various seasonings.
Let us return to housing, I rest for a bit, because he has to go and treat the business.
I fall asleep on the bed dressed, when I wake up are the 23 Having rested more than enough, I start on the street to spend the evening in full form.
Before leaving, the landlord warned me, not to drink in public, but only because the premises is prohibited and punishable by a fine or even arrest, thank him, including whether it would be the last thing I would do it, since they are almost teetotalers.
I go out and start the subway station to bring in Nowy Swiat, I have no desire to move in the car, tuttalpiù use a taxi for the return.
The street where I go is full of rooms of all kinds, cafes, shops, high fashion, etc. Son already past 24, I am going to come into a room with several different environments and opportunities for choice, see: night clubs, pubs , disco, I see a little bit of everything to be able to understand where to spend a couple of hours, a few euros worth the chance to choose the best, but the result is that it does not offer anything special.
Already one of the night and yet I have not found anything that attracts my attention. Put in a night to see the usual pretty girls, as I like them, are not the purpose of my trip.
While I decide what to do, a handful of people about 40/50 years of age, of both sexes, are walking in the street merrily, looking at shop windows, especially girls, in women's clothing.
Cruisers with them, a lady of the group stopped asking me information for a place that I do not remember now, I realize that tourists are Spanish and I wish to inform you, that being an Italian tourism, have no knowledge of Warsaw.
In short, I am affiliated to the company and am aware of the purpose of their journey, they are part of a symphony orchestra and in Poland, the anniversary date of 1 May, taking part in a concert performing music of Fryderyk Franciszek Chopin in Zelazowa Wola, a city that gave them birth.
We end the evening exchanging kisses and hugs as if we were old friends. These are meetings that leave open the minds and hearts to the hope that people in any country and culture they belong to, and may be able to live in peace and joy.
É 'tardissimo back to my accommodation and I sleep like a child, doing so many wonderful dreams.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 2)

2 MAY - Friday

2008-12-11T01:44:00.000-08:00

Friday, May 2, = = (Warsaw City - Maps)

I wake up tardisssimo, Warsaw I was literally cut the legs from walking much, to know the many historical and artistic offering.
Now I must think of the bag again and resume my adventure. I greet and cordially greet all those present in the apartment, down the stairs and starting toward the car, I think the next leg of the journey, but the day is beautiful and makes me desist from this.
I decide to go into the market area of the new city, many people, the streets through which have balconies full of flowers of all colors, time goes fast, tardissimo lunch at one of the many banquets in Piazza del Mercato, where you can admire the church of St. Casimir, the color of grass roofs.
Towards evening, but even with three hours of good light, I decide to leave and make a few kilometers.

km 10 Legionowo - km 41 Pultusk - km 23 Rozan = 59 km arrival in Ostrołęka = (tot 133 km)

Ostrołęka - Population = 55,300 =

Arrival that is already dark, I thought I easily find a place to sleep, the way I did...

was ed'ora onwards will be even worse, with kilometers and kilometers of flat road, through woods, meadows, rivers, disappeared villages and wooden houses, scattered throughout the territory that cross.
I stopped at a gas station, where I see a couple of people ask for accommodation and they show me an inn at the river Narew, where can I stay, I will sling and I find a free room.
At the bar of the inn, not a restaurant, I offer, salami, cheese and some bread, in practice the morning. I accept gladly, stomach rumbling and I have no desire to try a restaurant or similar.
I go to bed immediately able to turn up early the next day but I can not sleep, I turn in bed trying not to think of nothing but try to relax more, I will open your eyes.
I thought to run because of my journey, what I saw and heard so far, only confirmed that they are all my own desire to escape from the routine in which there lies the question of every day, forcing us to continue the waivers, l 'inability to not be able to coexist duties and freedom creates a dark place where the impossible dream.
The road from now on I will have to go, it will be much more solitary and temperatures decrease significantly, and even find ice and snow, but I hope it will not impede my journey to get there early as possible in Kaunas. Lithuania.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 3)

3 MAY - Saturday

2008-12-10T01:49:00.000-08:00

Saturday, May 3, = = (Ostrołęka City - Maps)

The morning is already awake, I take a cup of coffee and 6 are already on the road

= km 38 Lomza - km 63 Grajewo - km 42 arrival at Augustow = (tot 143 km)

Augustow = (Augustavas) Population = 30,000

It 'a fantastic location is situated on the banks of a group of several lakes.
The area is famous for the presence of the navigable channel of Augustow, which joins the Vistula and Nemunas, you can take ships with passenger area is protected and is the kingdom of motorboats, sailors and all those who are water sports, tourist spot excellence.
They are wonderful places, if I want to fermarni some day I would do, but they are off...

track that I have imposed, however, I will stop at a campsite and ask a bungalow, I do not have time to visit the places for which I shall ask the local information of the beauties of the area.
Rather than me away from the Mediterranean, plus the weather gets stiff for days now should be well filled and henceforth will be even worse, knowing my tastes. I love the heat, but the desire for knowledge is strong and I shall deal with the journey to the north, with stubborn determination, I will bring up to Tallinn, Estonia.
I wanted to continue to make more way, but the beauty of places and the monotonous and lonely road that I expected, slowed down to my race.
After I placed the property, I port on the shores of the lake.
There are several meeting rooms to watch and enjoy the view a pale sun, which makes a gap between light haze of spring.
I sit down at a cafe, which has a veranda with views over the lake are all built with logs of wood, very nice but even more charming is the waitress, who by making serious and professional, kindly ask me what I want to consume, if I had 20 years less would certainly avance.
E 'lunchtime so I ask you a drink, but do not think he understood why after a few minutes brings me a liquor at 50 degrees.
There is not no coffee, no opportunity to ask if he can sit with me at the table, ask for information about the city and the landscape that is before us.
I do not seem dangerous or perhaps simply, makes you also like to chat with joy and accept my request. Obviously the offer to drink what they want. She sits happily next to me carrying a glass filled with chocolate and steaming and begins immediately with his "lesson."
Its fresh fragrance of my achieves dream of making things subscribe but his voice strong and clear, that with commitment to meet me on the history of the lake and the channel to interest me at his words.
As usual the meetings, the stories and logistical situations in which, from time to time I find myself, I do miss regular meals, but this is a negligible detail.
Interrupted only by the few patrons of the restaurant, we are together until the afternoon, and many things in addition to tourist and historical place also deepen the knowledge about our personal histories.
It was done late, the girl, although the owner of the coffee at this point, reluctantly have to fit the space, so we welcome and we do the mutual congratulations and best wishes.
I have a hunger for wolves, just trying a place to put something on the stomach, I go to the Milk bar that the girl coffee counseled me.
Dinner was excellent and the room crowded, despite the tourist season has just begun, I do understand that it is no coincidence that here we eat well, eat the Periogi: excellent ravioli fillings such as Italian, but softer.
Finished dinner and is already 23, I think I go to bed but I have the strength to pass an hour in a local pub, always indicatomi girl from the coffee.
Upon entering I see a swarming of heads that dance music disc, fortunately, with a sound level sufficiently low to be able to talk, even if in a tone of voice quite loud.
At the bar I see a coffee espresso machine, nor to take the taste and while I look at the environment.
A moment after I recognize the girl in the afternoon and she's aware of me, almost running, let me close, embracing me and kissing, imbarazzatissimo replacement.
Invites me to her table, she shares with her three other friends. I am confident in speaking his recollection:

"My mother was over 90 years in Italy to make a nurse at a family that had a lady of 93 years suffering from Alzheimer's, though neither went I was little and I suffered a lot due to its remoteness. Now has returned and every time I try to recover the lost love in the time of his forced abandonment. "

At 3 o'clock in the morning, after spending an evening to put it mildly amusing, talking, dancing, and in the company of four beautiful girls, I go to bed drunk and tired of so much attention to where I was concerned.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 4 )

4 MAY - Sunday

2008-12-09T01:53:00.000-08:00

Sunday, May 4, = = (City Augustow - Maps)

At 12 I wake up conscious of having made a restless sleep he dreamed of and certainly a lot, but as usually happens to me, I do not remember anything.
After a bracing shower healthy, I expect to be able to return to the path of the north. Heaven does not promise anything good, given the time and still have not eaten anything but a toast and coffee, I think I go far and then stop near the border of Lithuania.

30 km Suwalki 27 km border with

LITHUANIA = Country Community

= 3 km Kalvarija = 26 km Marijampole = 44 km Garliava 15 km = arrival in Kaunas - (tot 141 km)

Kaunas = (* Kayhac Kowno) 365,000 inhabitants

The city is at the confluence of two rivers the Nemunas and Nemis, the old town and situated on a peninsula, right at their confluence...

After several destructions was recently renovated the fortress, built in XI century, next to it are: the church of S, George and a square, with the Torre del Municipio, 53 meters high. Due to the challenging time, given by an annoying drizzle traffic is almost non-existent, I have miles of deserted streets and met very few houses are still wanted to reach the stage set.
I do not have much time to notice that is when the city, except that there is very green and a variety of architecture that intrigues me, but more detailed considerations the lighthouse the next day, having already evening, I stop one day.
I find a small inn with a few rooms and an almost ridiculous price, I take possession of the room do the usual relaxing rest after a little, come down on the ground floor and ask the hotel, a place to eat and spend two hours to drink.
Directs me to a pub where they do, in its view, an excellent pizza, Pica in Lithuanian, for after dinner, I am directed to a room that is nothing more than a nightclub.
The pizza, to my surprise is very good and it is said, the pizzeria is run by an Italy that coming to know that your local is a conpaesano, looks and compliments are not sitting at my table.
We warmly welcome as old friends, I asked plenty of Italy and only able to speak Italian, makes us both euphoric.
Tells me that he married a Lithuanian younger than 16 years, he has 45 is happy in Italy was a pizza, one day he met a student who invited him to spend the holiday in his country, the girl was cute, so that in May of 5 years before, decided to go on holiday in Lithuania to meet her.
Today that girl is his wife and have two wonderful children. He nostalgia of our enchanted land, and every two years we go back a few days to come has to find his family. Kaunas did not attract much, but life flows with ease and is not as frantic as almost all Italian cities.
The population of the place is usually kind, their calm and seasons hamper the desire to run frantically, for the winter cold and summer to the pleasant warmth of the sun can enjoy for a few months a year.
As in all small and medium-sized cities in the world, the nightlife takes place in relatively restricted areas of the city, Kaunas is no exception.
Devoured the pizza paesano me to follow him to his house, I submit his beautiful family, and between a chat and the other going to bed around 23.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 5 )

5 MAY - Monday

2008-12-08T02:26:00.000-08:00

Monday, May 5, = = (Kaunas City - Maps)

Svegliatomi at 9 am with the whole quiet presentable and I realize I came out from the head towards the old town of Kaunas to discover the beauty of the place.
They are places rich in history, the austerity of the fortress is to be admired, then visit the church of S. George and back with all the calm I direct my steps near the center of the city.
A pale sun peeping in the pearl gray sky and the temperature is unusually mild, the summer season is already upon us.
Passeggio for the many parks that I meet along the way, there's a lot of people but in particular, will disfunsione mental, meeting beautiful girls, on stratospheric heels, microskirts and angel faces.
Suddenly in the distance I hear an unmistakable sound of roaring motorcycles and rock music, I found this passion more ... BIKERS motorcycle rally. I see wind in the...

direction of those sounds, the motion of all kinds. E 'vero motorcyclists are equal throughout the mondo.Uomini and women who ride motorcycles blazing colors ... is a feeling impossible to tell, you must have experienced these emotions to be able to understand.
Arriving at the place of meeting and what I see is the happiness, the passion of a crowd of young and old. Gincane, exhibitions of driving skill, beautiful girls dancing on stage, rock music at high volume, beer and great rivers, great fun.
Pass several hours to enjoy the spectacle of life that this kind of gives me humanity and I am happy.
What is told of the girls in the north, seems to be the true, beautiful, but also unsurpassed apparently because of their austere posture even if to show their wonderful and enigmatic smile.
I find a coffee that also prepares hamburgher, nor given the opportunity, and hunger, or three swallows, a mug of beer and I recall the way back to the hotel. The walk has been deadly, I lay on the bed dressed, I wake up that is already 22.
I have not seen the city at night, I go back on the street and nightclub that first meeting I put you straight. Have not ever done! I am in an environment of young, unfortunately many of them who take up drinking, beer, spirits, voices high and uncomfortable ... a bolgia.
Leave immediately, not to make mistakes, I knew the pizza from the night before to ask for a council to end the day.
I start for a Pub, where the drinking glass of beer, you can enjoy music on a human scale and served as a waiter fabulous, that just makes you look reconciled with humanity.
E 'l'ora della nanna, I go to my hut for a good night's sleep.

A pale sun peeping in the pearl gray sky and the temperature is unusually mild, the summer season is already upon us.
Passeggio for the many parks that I meet along the way, there's a lot of people but in particular, will disfunsione mental, meeting beautiful girls, on stratospheric heels, microskirts and angel faces.
What is told of the girls in the north, seems to be the true, beautiful, but also unsurpassed apparently because of their austere posture even if to show their wonderful and enigmatic smile.
I find a coffee that also prepares hamburgher, nor given the opportunity, and hunger, or three swallows, a mug of beer and I recall the way back to the hotel. The walk has been deadly, I lay on the bed dressed, I wake up that is already 22.
I have not seen the city at night, I go back on the street and nightclub that first meeting I put you straight. Have not ever done! I am in an environment of young con , many of them who take up drinking, beer, spirits, voices high and uncomfortable ... a Bolgia.
Leave immediately, not to make mistakes, I knew the pizza from the night before to ask for a council to end the day.
I start for a Pub, where the drinking glass of beer, you can enjoy music on a human scale and served as a waiter fabulous, that just makes you look reconciled with humanity.
E 'l'ora della nanna, I go to my hut for a good night's sleep.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 6 )

6 MAY - Tuesday

2008-12-06T02:36:00.000-08:00

Tuesday, May 6, = = (Kaunas City - Maps)

Departure, more and more to the north, I expect tens of kilometers of road in solitude among the woods and the street fair but not exceptional.
A light mist me waiting just outside the city, I start to

= km 32 Jonava - km 42 Ukmerge - km 61 = arrival in Panevezys (tot 135 km)

Panevezys 116,000 inhabitants = =

The river crosses the Nevezis, there is also a narrow-gauge railroad, which is an historic monument and tourist attraction. Years ago was called the Chicago Lithuanian, because of the strong presence of mafia and crime, have had many problems, now largely resolved. In a small lake in the city is the statue of the Grand Duke of Lithuania, Alexander King of Poland.
There are throughout the city, typical old mills, meeting the church of St. Peter and Paul, to visit the Gallery of Photography and The Ethnogrphy Museum, which displays insects from around the world.
E 'a modern city, despite the widespread Soviet architecture, has ideas of modernity and also, curious streets and houses with high ceilings and tall triangular.
To do this a few km we have made 3 hours, because of fog and the roads...

are not sure of the best. I'm already 12, I try housing. A woman sitting at a banquet sells junk, characteristic of almost all Eastern countries, kindly shows me a side street, where there are families who rent their apartment.
I am the door indicatomi, a house with only the ground floor, apparently decadent. Knock at the door and a man very thin and very old and I opened with great kindness makes me into the house, without even asking me why I came. The apartment is decent, clean and in order, with beautiful rugs and multicolored flowers, is on the small table at the window, two chairs with white cloth embroidered with designs in bright colors and a showcase that would make the happiness of an antique.
Sometimes appearances can be deceiving, the exterior of the house did not assume anything like that.
To ask if they have a room for one night and how much will it cost me, I replied that there are problems and asks me a figure to be paid in advance, really ridiculous to spend the night and if I want with a little more spending, it can make me lunch , dinner and breakfast the next morning, I can not help but accept.
The whole house will be about 60 square meters, the hall, a kitchen area (I can not call it a room) a small bathroom with no shower and two small rooms, but everything in perfect order and clean. Take possession of the room, in the meantime I feel at home there are other people.
I called a female voice for lunch, go out and to my amazement I see the man first, a woman and two children who are standing beside the table.
Accommodate us, the woman now leads by a huge cooking pot smoking that posandolo on the table, spreads around a roast beef aroma: Kept Kiaulienos Sonkauliai (pork ribs), with potatoes and other side dishes and condiments that I can not describe.
Before we can dive into all that much of God, man joining hands imitated by his family and says a pregriera of thanksgiving to the Lord.
I am a little embarrassed but I obey out of respect for them and politely point that end.
Eat with any appetite, and while the woman goes into the kitchen and the boys go out merrily in the street, the man invites me to sit on sofas, pulling out of the old showcase a half bottle of vodka or pay me a glass and I will offer a cigarette like that, I thank you with a wide grin.
I ask him about the city and their habits, vaguely responding to my questions, but after a couple of vodka bichierini and why she had told of my trip, begins to take confidence.

"You must know that the city is almost entirely of Lithuanian origin, I am one of the few Russian left, we are not viewed well by the citizens, due to our origins. During and after the Second World War, our troops did massacre of populations in the three Baltic countries, perpretando massacres and deportations, also for me is even worse because my father was one of their jailers. The woman you saw is my daughter, divorced, or if her husband went a couple of years ago, we do not know where they are. The children are my grandchildren, neither I nor they have faults, fortunately with time things change and I hope that at least they have a future better than mine. I did not work, I only have a small disability pension, fortunately my daughter sells used clothing to the market and not as bad she caviamo. "

All this tells me with calmness and composure, without anger or sadness. I listened carefully and I know that was a fact more or less widespread in almost all countries, which were within range of Soviet power.
E 'already late afternoon, the man proposed to me as a guide for visiting the city, but I prefer him a proposal and all that is going into a pizzeria, an evening to go merrily along.
It mocks, but after consulting with her daughter agrees, go out for a stroll and dispose swallow the vodka, while the family prepares for the evening.
These are the 21, go out and put in my car we take toward the center of the city, where the old man tells me they do a very good pizza. Indeed, as the seasoning is a bit different from ours is good and generous in size, pizza, cake, ice cream and coffee giant, all at affordable price.
Next to the pizzeria is a games room, finished eating I put in my pocket some change left to the children and send them to have fun. I, father and daughter sit on a bench in the square in front of us enjoy the passage of women and men dressed elegantly and the street car cilindrtata large.
Let us return home, the boys sleep on the back seat of car nestles in the arms of his mother, his face has un'epressione wellness, I think that since her husband has left, this is one of the few times that it is peace with itself.
At my age you tire more easily and read to me as if to a magnet.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 7 )

7 MAY - Wednesday

2008-12-05T06:34:00.000-08:00

Wednesday, May 7 = = (City Panevezys - Maps)

It 'time to allocate for a road through forests and plains.
9am greet the whole family with affection returned, in the eyes of a look of gratitude and sadness, those of her daughter in a tear barely held back, the children happily embrace me, making promises that rincontrerò.
I put the car in motion and I start down the road, my eyes are wet and I think about that, even with ups and downs, has been lucky in my life spent.

40 km Pasvalys - 30 km border with

LATVIA = Member Community

16 Km Bauska - km 50 Kelava =km 40 km arrival in Riga - (tot 176 km)

Riga - Capital of Latvia = - = 727,000 inhabitants

City that overlooks the Baltic Sea is crossed by the river Daugava, there are major universities, among which, that of Technology, Medicine and Economics.
The famous National Opera, hosts every summer the Riga Opera Festival ", the old city...

has been included by UNESCO in the" Heritage of Humanity ", in the Middle Ages there is, at the center with the church St. Peter's, the Castle of Riga is the residence of the President of Latvia.

These 176 km has been a desolation almost absurd, if we exclude the normal road traffic, I have met very few villages.
Since the Warszawa I road was boring, crosses, pine forests, lakes and expanses of lawns, but fast enough, I think that until all is well Tallinn.
E 'on the first afternoon, prior to seeking accommodation must eat something. On the outskirts of the city I see a restaurant, so I take this opportunity to calm the stomach, which is eager to fill up with food.
Local simple, with few tables but the smell of cooked meat attracts my attention, the kitchen is a sight, a man and a woman are busy around the fires, I ask if you can sit, not even answered the cook, known to have intent to discuss in a rather disturbed. I wait a while to see if it is the postponement of the case and seek another place, but fortunately she's aware of me and approaching me please sit at a table, a voice informs me of the dishes of the day, I order a local dish made of stew and contour.
After a few minutes shows a giant tray that, given the quantity, seems prepared for four people, I taste with my joy and my stomach all that much of God but of course they leave enough so that the chef asks me, do with and serious question, if I liked. Delay, the laughing reply, which was good but not "broken."
Given my kindness they had said that they are an Italian tourism, is accommodating to my table and asks me news on Italy, there were some years ago to work.
Tells me that he has done fashion shows in Milan and Florence, but that the environment, for his temperament was not congenial, has tried to find other work but what the proponents were only traps work and certainly not edifying.
However, my country has remained the memory of the people, the sun, of the many works of art that he admired me and sub-trusts of a love, left with great regret.
The Cook sgarbatamente, calling for at se, suggesting his opposition, being stopped to speak with a customer, she greets me and giving me his hand looking as if it wanted to bring the story of his memory with me.
Certain that I will remember her and her story, a woman who only a few years ago, he had turned his head to many men and today, although his face is still beautiful, gateway to the face and body, all the disappointment a young woman who dreamed of a life traveled only by joy and good life, despite a good lunch, I go away with a certain discomfort in the soul. Beginning to late and I have not yet tried a place to stay, I will stop to fill up petrol and wonder if a familiar place where you can spend the night at a cost low.
I suggest an inn located near the National Opera, thank you.
Arrived at their destination, are accepted by the owner in a rather cold and detached, datomi the room key will not accompany eclipses the room, a moment later he has a maid, has just over twenty years, pretty much, that without taking preanboli my baggage, salt the stairs and download at the door without speaking.
Remain blocked for a moment but then later in the room and then leave after about an hour, coming down the stairs to meet the maid, that enlarging an innocent smile is just an excuse for, why it is said, do not touch her with the task of accompany me to the room.
The smile and do not intend to have dinner, I ask for where can spend the evening so enjoyable.
Since I do not show scorbutico and having finished his working time, offers to accompany me on my tour of the city of knowledge nutturna.
I do not believe my ears, out with a girl so young and pretty, I'll the figure of the "old Bacucco" but is a gentleman my dear habit and depends where I lead. The next half hour I look at my car, I see it come to pass is a quick crash! Despite freschetto pretty face for my tastes, is dressed with a microskirts that leaves nothing to imagination, a Golfino cut from vertigo and a jacket on the arm.
Making a salute with his hand, having cleared the salivation say good evening, I invite you to climb on self but she has other projects, no car. A fine evening, I will have at least 20 km on foot.
Riga at night is a fairy tale: me at the Riga Castle, the church of St. Paul, a quick step brings me to see the House Cat the square where stands the Monument to Freedom, in short, part of the largest monuments in Riga
E 'already dark and my fatigue has to be clear, because my escort, I proposed to stop and rest in a nearby pub, I accept rush.
The location is very nice, all built with the outside of tree trunks and internally covered with sheets of cork and clear us a suffused sounds of music, think of the local ethnic group.
We settled at a table, the girl orders two vodka, I can not refuse me ashamed.
I talk about many things, of his dreams, studies that have not yet finished, but I hardly listen, I was lost in her eyes .... she is beautiful but a desire to talk and express his regret for the tension that is created between the different ethnic backgrounds that are part of the country:

"Generally in all three Baltic region, Lithuania, Latvia and Estonia, as you certainly know, there are many Russians who live, work and have formed a family in these countries. They are immigrants and incorporated here since the times of end of the 2nd World War, now sadly over the years, with the disintegration of the Soviet Union and the fall of Communist power, many Russians because of poverty and lack of work in Russia, are immigrants in these countries, because This ethnic tensions are gradually increased until you reach the square of clashes between those who feel discriminated against (the Russians) and those who feel unwanted.
Past repression that Russians have made about Soviet dissidents of the Economic and Social Committee have made it invisible to a very small part of local citizens, these immigrants usually forcibly moved to these countries in decades past.
Our government and most of the public just sees the ethnic Russian who now is part of the Baltic peoples and they have every right to consider themselves citizens in every respect of these countries. Indeed gradually citizenship is granted to many Russians and people, even if in fact the difference of language is an obstacle not easily overcome by dell'etnia Russian.
The ancient grudges are set aside, human rights and respect for persons belonging to any ethnic group must be respected. It seems that everywhere a small fraction of men consider "the other" an enemy to be killed, no matter whether in color, language, culture, religion or sexual orientation. Many people around the world are weak, fearful and stupid, so try their strength in the discrimination against the other.
I think that to ignore the culture of "Different" is the real cause of violence among individuals up to clashes between populations, in a sign proclaiming Wars of alleged wrongs, danger or cultural ambitions of supremacy. "

At midnight the girl acts like Cinderella, watching the clock, and rising fast, I feel that should quickly return home, because the next day must be at work soon. Take a taxi and upon arrival greets me with a kiss that leaves me stunned.
Opens the door of that house with a smile behind him again, breaking my stupid dreams of Casanova.
The night I had a restless sleep, so, because the bed in the morning, seem a battlefield.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 8 )

8 MAY - Thursday

2008-12-04T07:44:00.000-08:00

Thursday, May 8, = = (Riga City - Maps)

The fatigue gets heard, today I wanted to spend one more day to visit Riga, I decide that it is better to rest and try to sleep a little.
I get up that is 13, thinking about what to do, I think I give up and come to Tallinn to stop a few days here.
My thoughts turned to the girl the night before ... ... you're stupid! was another kind that you want ... ... deluded, I shake off these thoughts and idiots in haste, come down the stairs with your luggage, destination Tallinn ... .. the meeting .... the greeting and thanking them going up in the car I start to confuse the Baltic seafront.

km 100 km Salacgrıva = 10 border = Ainazi

ESTONIA = Member Community

30 km = Haademeeste 41 km arrival in Parnu Maps - (tot 181 km)

Parnu = (Pemau * Pamawa) - Population = 44,000

E 'a typical seaside resort with a long sandy beach is located within the Gulf, has the peculiarity of having a large marina and a large hall where concerts are held, there are some buildings and Baroque churches.
Along the path, in many case you can see the Baltic Sea and some tourist resorts...

dotted along the coastline. The climate is mild and fatigue do not yet hear.
I stop at a campsite and ask if they have a free bungalow confirm my request and I take possession. Later I go out to dine and enjoy the cold air c that blows from the sea,
There are many cafes with tables outside, I sit down to the waiter and ordered a drink. A moment later I see huge serve a glass of soft drink demand but full of ice, I have not thought of asking smooth, smooth face and do I hide the fast ice from the glass and without notice the depondo myself in a vase of flowers nearby.
Two men noticed my movement, and smiling, I say in Italian, which for the Estonians, this season is that we as July.
Two young Pistoiesi, we salute like old friends, meet villagers at these latitudes, is always nice.
Inevitably tell us why our respective journeys, they have come to Estonia, because of the stories heard on the beauty of Estonian girls, their curiosity and desire to know these mythical Nordic, made them up in this distant world.
E 'a week in Estonia and Tallinn and visited the coast, this morning I arrived in Parnu and the next should be at the airport, to return to Italy.
Unfortunately can not stay the night to see the white line to be held in June, where all are dressed in white.
Past half an hour and finished my beverone, we decide to spend the last hours of the evening, are now 23, a nightclub at the post who have been referred by acquaintances in Italy, with mutual pleasure, we move to enter the local and .
Young people are euphoric at the sight of so much "well of God", the girls are very many, many more than men, but I wonder more than usual the fact that almost all have something to drink in his hand. Unfortunately I see many young people, both men and women drunk, we go to the bar and we be content to drink a beer,
Resting next to us, the bar, two girls seem Bolgia estrangement from reigning supreme in the room, smiling to my two new friends, and they do not scruple nell'abbandonarmi, rightly, to my destiny andandosene in a secluded corner of the room with the two women.
I think it is high time the old nanna for the traveler away and I start for the coveted mattress.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 9 )

9 MAY - Friday

2008-12-03T08:01:00.000-08:00

Friday, May 9, = = (Parnu City - Maps)

A good night's sleep I rest my breakfast of ham, eggs and milk, a first morning cigarette and left the campsite to the road to the streets of the town of Parnu.
Crossing the park and reaching the beach, I see several spas, walking still come to the pier, watch the big boats moored and on board of them a hectic work cleaning, polishing floors, folding sails, cordage, etc. to unravel. sorry but the words are totally inappropriate fasting theory and practice of marine engineering.
Sitting on a low wall, I see all this movement, beside me an old face from the cooked salt, I ask you please tell me if they know, how this port is freguentato for many yacht and sailing boat.
The old sailor is not a great speaker, just like many people of the peoples of the north, are difficult initially expansionary, but if you come in with confidence, they know to be kind and helpful.
Tells me that only in the years of post-, the port has become so freguentato, and is good for the local economy, tourism has changed a lot, not because of the amount of tourists, but mostly because now, you come to stay too many foreigners.
I thank him for the information and after a final cigarette in his company, I start to get back into town along the river, which cuts the town in two.
Frankly I do not know what to do after lunch based muscle: pork and sauerkraut, I've seen all I wanted to see, Quand'ecco that meeting the two boys from first evening in the company of two girls meet in disco, I see them hand in hand looking forward to their conquest.
Saw, I come to greet dragging with them the two women, once made you for, you excuse for having left me alone and tell the lovely evening past with them.
I'm happy for them, as I speak with the children, observing the two young women who embrace their cariñosamente men, demonstrates how women can be women from the East, perhaps all the stories that are made on them is largely true.
Although sorry, my new friends Pistoia, will return the next day at home, I wonder when I'm going to leave, because the next day, having to be compulsory at the airport and knew my next destination, they would like from Parnu with me, otherwise have to take the train to Tallinn this evening.
I can not disappoint them, because they have the desire, is that their girls, to spend one last night together before you leave and who knows if it will ever see in the future.
I say to them that will raise them up at the destination airport, I embrace with joy and sincere girls are no less, I warn them that at 7 dell'indomani, do you find out the expulsion of the camp and I wish him good-naturedly "Good luck little children" ....
I spend the evening godendomi the beautiful spring evening, contrary to the usual non tira a breath of wind, dusk to me over the bed of the bungalow and I fall asleep.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 10)

10 MAY - Saturday

2008-12-01T23:31:00.000-08:00

Saturday, May 10, = = (Parnu City - Maps)

I wake up it is the dawn, I am facing the window and cover with the jacket, I enjoy the fresh breeze of the morning, who knows how it will be winter in Tallinn.
The tolling of the bell of a distant church, I announced that the 6, I'm preparing for the trip and 7 are outside the camp waiting for the two boys.
Come walking floor, embraced their young women, I greet them and help to put it in their luggage,
I leave you intrattenghino patiently to say the last words, I see the sadness in the eyes of all of them.
The girls have wet eyes of tears, give one last kiss to both of Pistoia who are going in the car, put in motion and healthy leave for the suburbs of Parnu, continuing along the inside of Estonia, Tallinn destination.
For several kilometers nobody breaks the silence, all three are absorbed in their thoughts and memories, but then the boys begin to tell their story with the girls, saying lovers and enthusiasts of women, intend to return to their and who knows, if the knowledge that really does not end with "and they lived happily ever after."

65 km Marjamaa = 30 km Aasmae = 33 km arrival in Tallinn - (tot 138 km)

Capital = Tallinn Estonia - people = 400.00

I take the road to the airport terminal and leave the...

children to greet me, saying Italy.
I go back to the city and after I found a home, check what I can hear the history of this city so far away from my country. Arriving in the city center, I find a tourist office, it advantage to inquire, whether for housing, that a deplian the beauty of the place to visit.
A woman about 40/45 years, I welcome you with kindness and informs me, with much training. what I ask.
Becomes available, as well as inform me on what I asked, even to procure a girl that make me a guide to know the city. Thanking her rejection of thought and having received the requested information to me at boot comunicatomi, to house a couple of days.
The accommodation is not bad, a B & B in downtown Tallinn, spartan but full of life, with people of different nationalities, are welcomed with familiarity and understanding with the present spontaneous and jovial.
In the room where I go just after I do the knowledge with a group of Swedish middle-of both sexes, I invite you to join them for a sightseeing tour, I accept gladly. We then head for the Old Town, to narrow streets paved with stones and visit the typical town hall and shops all around, then we move towards the Palace of Parliament, pastel colored rose
The Cathedral of Russian Orthodox religion, with its Gothic spire 123 meters high, and finally arrive at the port, a center for transit of goods and ferries to Helsinki and many other ports of Northern Europe.
In the evening we return to the b & b and dinner in joy, but being tired of an afternoon walk, we stop to tell each other's travel experiences.
The Swedish state in particular, that their relations with the three Baltic countries: Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania, also in the period of Soviet occupation, have had relationships with them continue, although limited, that at the time of the breakup of the federation of states Soviets, they were able to quickly adapt and reach a civilian, particularly in technology, creating an information technology companies, telematics and mobile.
E 'come the hour of sleep of the just, I lie down, and after a moment are already asleep.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 11 )

11 MAY - Sunday

2008-11-30T23:40:00.000-08:00

Sunday, May 11, = = (City Tallinn - Maps)

I had a heavy sleep and empty dreams, I get up rather late.
After I dressed, I go into the dining room but it is already late to take advantage of the breakfast b & b, patience.
I leave and go to the coffee and I sit next to a coffee table out of it, I love the sun, strangely warm for North Europe.
Reflect on what to do, the path imagined at this point, I would go over to the south, moving on the road to Belarus.
I open the map of Europe and looking to the east I see the Great Mother Russia, I am far away from that world so much heard of, but for me mysterious.
I see St. Petersburg, formerly Leningrad, whose name is restored on 9 May of each year, in memory siege of the city, which lasted 29 months, from September 1941 to January 1944.
Looking at South-st of the map of Europe I see Georgia. Nation poised for its territorial integrity, this is due to push autonomy part of its territory. Today, May 11, I can not know what will happen in the coming months, but lately the facts of Kosovo, the pressures from the Western...

countries especially those Americans that it becomes a self-detached from the central Serbia, makes the precarious situation in countries such as Georgia and Ukraine, which have well-defined their territory, strong presence of ethnic Russian citizens. The Russian does not want to have at its borders western military powers, such as the Born This unfortunately will create problems with all those countries that share borders with her. But as always the stupidity of the political powers, which is equal to their individual power, they will be responsible for thousands of lives, which are likely to succumb to ambition not carefully evaluated.
As we know from the first decades of the 900, the Soviet power to exile and moved, for better or for worse, Mioni of ethnic Russian citizens in neighboring countries, which in turn were under the central Russian. Nations today as lUcraina, Georgia, Belarus and still now am aware that there are many other countries have been organized strong migration of Russian citizens. Unfortunately, because this division between indigenous people and relatively "new" ethnic Russian residents. is' obvious that anyone of them has made a new life in these places extranazionali, now feel besieged by local nationalism, which in part is vero.Comunque has just read all the information and items that can get an idea of the reality of those places so distant from us:
I wonder that a public servant of race or religion proclaim their nationality, of whatever country they are, if not racial hatred, religion, or really much more to economic issues.
When ever the "Men" will realize that a man or woman, of any creed or race they belong only want peace and quiet business. But as long as there are men able to inculcate in their Menthyl edee wrong violent confrontation will never have peace.
I do not know what to do, if you keep faith in the program or imagined adventure for the roads unknown in Russia. I look and I rate which can be problems, for a choice in favor of the change in travel plans.
I decided, change the program, go to St. Petersburg, will continue to Paskov, and exit to the north of Belarus, coming up in Minsk, this city and resume the original draft of the trip.
Will be about 700 km more, but I hope it is worth.
The entry visa for the transition from Belarus is dated May 21, so I have enough time to do kilometers and with regard to the reservation at the hotel, phone and tell him to take the deposit because I do not know if I will stop to spend the night at them.
For the record? will do just a place to meet police at the first city in Belarus.
The world is small, I cordially greet, get up and eyes meeting those of women, the information, I invite you to sit at my desk and offer a cup of coffee.
Accept with pleasure and after exchanging the usual, gets serious, and reminds me of the proposal fattomi the day before, that is, asked me if I needed a girl for me as a guide.
Confirming the memory of me says, that my refusal to the surprise and now want to give explanations in this regard, listening in silence:

"Estonia, but generally the three Baltic countries, have fortunately not fallen into a disintegration of society, unfortunately, as other countries of Eastern Europe happened. Our culture, history, proximity to such States, Sweden, and Finland has fostered trade and exchange of cultural interest, despite the Cold War of the Soviet era. Our peoples, while mixed with other neighboring ethnic groups, remained tied to their original nationalism, and today it is easier to integrate into their culture and economic system in Western Europe.
This means that, especially the young, feel morally close to the mentality of you Westerners. We have a view, perhaps too much to you, this means an easy relationship and without prejudice to those who come to visit our countries, regardless of age, sex or social distinction.
Our girls go out with you without excessive malice, girls are smart and simple, culturally prepared, familiar enough by now the character and culture of the Latin male and they know they defend well.
Many men of Western countries are in Eastern Europe to know them, dream of finding love but our women do not have the yearning to escape from the Baltic countries as our other girls from the East.
You think you propose a meeting sex when I asked you if you had a guide, but you are wrong to big, my proposal was a serious work. "

I understand his outburst and confirm that his analysis of my behavior was true.
I apologize for my bad thoughts, my little knowledge of the East, all the items on his alleged sexual freedom and their economic needs, I have influenced and prevented, much more than necessary.
Amicably, we continue to share news of our respective countries and after an hour of chat, because I must leave to go to church.
Being of ethnic Russians following the Orthodox rite, so I take the opportunity to accompany her, since she never participated in one of their mass.
The church is beautiful, full of gold and icons, a scent of incense fills the air, autmosfera is even more of our spiritual experience.
After the ceremony we leave, the woman invites me to lunch at his house I have no reason to refuse.
Come to his house and the table is already filled with five seats, facing the kitchen an old lady and asks if he is to add a dish, say yes, the woman who invited me, I shall present to the whole family, which in the meantime it comes out from another room.

"These are my three children and that is my mother."

Do not ask her husband but I imagine that is not divorced because neither speaks.
I make a good lunch, everyone is cheerful and after lunch, sipping a herbal liqueur, discussing our respective countries, comparing the different lifestyles.
The time comes that I need to remove the noise, I greet affectionately the whole family and I return to my lodging.
Room re-opens the map and find the road that I have to go, I relax in my cot and fall asleep.
These are the 23 when I wake up to soprassalto, I have not seen Tallinn by night!, I get up and while I change clothes, I think to go.
There are many local Pub, night, clubs etc.. Choose a pub that I feel quite calm and in fact I sign. Low and romantic music, in fact there are many couples of all ages and without a stranger present.
A beer and after a little adventure for me the streets of the center, which emerge in public squares and buildings lit by lights choreography wise.
It 'about time that must necessarily go to rest.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 12 )

12 MAY - Monday

2008-11-29T01:10:00.000-08:00

Monday, May 12, = = (City Tallinn - Maps)

I leave early from the b & b to go over to Russia, to obtain the visa.
I know there are problems to get it, I think I go by my friend first tourist to ask you what you should do to get it.
Welcomes me with a hug, to expose my problem, if you do not ask twice, you put your coat and accompanies me outside. Given its knowledge, be able to have the stamp in pomreriggio, his intervention was crucial, documents which were different, I also did have an invitation to tour his friends. Thank you and not knowing how debt relief, I promise that will send a gift from Italy.
In the early afternoon I get to the b & b beaming, waving a visa for Russia, I decide to leave immediately, the visa dates for the next day and ends on 21 May.
I do not see the time to cross the customs service, a kiss of thanks to the kind woman and putting luggage in the car, for delivery in stages Narva forced outpost for the Russian border.

238 km arrival in Narva =

Narva = (Hapba) = 67,000 inhabitants

The river Narva trace the border of the Great Russia. I made a mad, 238 km of road rather quiet for the transit of trucks and buses, being party to 15 from Tallinn, arriving in a...

city that is already late evening, the sunlight does not give space down in the dark to take the upper hand.
I am tired and I feel that the car has some problems, we hope that does not leave me on the street these latidudini.
On the outskirts of Narva anonymous I see a building surrounded by a lawn, is a hotel.
I will stop and the door behind my request for accommodation, I confirm that I have chance to spend the night. Within the allotted room and I quickly put to bed, both for the cold that chills to fatigue.
I hope not to fall ill, it would be a big problem.

About getting sick and not only that, I wanted to say that such a trip, making it really is advisable or even essential, do not do it alone but at least two.
The drawbacks can be many and of all kinds, not least that of personal safety.
It 'time to take stock and reflect on my path up to here.
Since I started from I could see that the differences among the Mediterranean peoples and those are few Nordic regarding the basic needs but also those luxuries.
For adessso I visited only countries that are part of the European Union, already with a mentality and social policy seeks to achieve integration with the West, although the diversity of cultural behavior are quite different between them.
The more salt in the North more people have a more rough behavior in human relationships.
The competition between individuals is very strong, particularly among young people, it seems that past generations can not control the modernity that moves forward in giant steps.
I noticed a particular sport, if one can call all countries in Europe. I do not describe but I would advise you to see with your eyes, certainly a dangerous sport but the fact of strength and skill and courage out of the ordinary, in the West that I have rarely seen, while in these countries seems very widespread.
It seems to me that this youth should burn Nordic milestones for success and prosperity, in other words individualism is very present in these young people but not knowing how many of them manage to let themselves go attitudes and actions without a good self - consequence of losing the values of their predecessors.
If I do a comparison, I would say that in the countries of the former Soviet Union, the desire for change and freedom is deeply felt, just like in Italy in the years 60/70, with the variant that we talked about politics and there to rebel older people.
Our youthful enthusiasm had turned to a better democracy, more free, more just .... I think our era: Freedom, Jobs, Social Justice and why not, even sexual revolution
Those who have lived those times knows that I speak, but I think also, that in those years, millions of people were subject to regimes far from Democrats, maybe we have not done enough to highlight those situations. We could have done more? I do not know, so that only non-democratic regimes are falling one by one but another grows much more insidious and dangerous is the global market that is not free.
Who will the costs will be as usual the weakest, which will be subject to the most economically and politically strong.
Not to mention the terrorism that do not understand to whom they serve as objective aims to achieve.
My reflections are based on what I know and I do not think that knowing the world, I'm not a sociologist, a political will, live, act and think like millions of other people with their problems and daily needs.
Now it is time for my thoughts plachino in restful sleep, tomorrow my friends.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 13)

13 MAY - Tuesday

2008-11-27T01:21:00.000-08:00

Tuesday, May 13, = = (Narva City - Maps)

I wake up and feel that the rest impostomi was healthy, no longer feel the chills of cold, even the night before because I take precautions, taking un'aspirina.
All right then? Already the car, did capricci yesterday, I will shut the engine easily, hopefully good, I hope to arrive in St. Petersburg at least harmless.
Time makes me wandering the internet in a blog imbattei interesting, spoke of life in Russia, or rather a small town 90 km from Moscow, Orekhovo-Zuevo, I serve a lot in my journey in this land unknown to me, I suggest reading it.
Pago a room and I start, unfortunately not able to visit the city. The border itself is Narva, 3 hours in order to overcome the barrier of two worlds.

RUSSIA = costums = = Extracomunitari Country

24 km Kingisepp = 124 km arrival in St. Petersburg, (tot 148 km) geographic location further north of the trip.

= St. Petersburg (Sankt Peterburg) Russia's second city as inhabitants 4,700,000

It has the most important port of the whole country is crossed by the River Neva and a branching channel for the most part in the city.
It 'a fantastic city, in Piazza della Vittoria stands a...

monument in remembrance of the 800,000 deaths nell'assedio lasted 29 months from September 1941 to January 1944 during the Second World War in the 90s it was called Leningrad.
And 'from this city to start the Russian Revolution in 1905, followed in 1917.
You can see the Hermitage Museum (formerly the Winter Palace), The State Russian Museum, the Ethnographic and many others, are also the cathedral of Saint isaac and that of San Nicola, the Theater Square and of Sennaja.
There are an infinite number of beautiful places, works of art important to see, but my time is limited in order to know and I will have to satisfied with what we will be able to see, since my visa for travel to Russia, ending in a few days nor I will have only three to visit the city.
The metropolis has expanded and as I said, things are a lot to be known, understood, given the experience that I go to a tourist office and ask the help of a guide to accompany me, with confidence and competence in the various attractions, will request information to find what you seek,
Passing a stopped to ask where can I find the office, with full availability, tries to give me the right directions but noticed my complete lack of knowledge of the city, it is proposed to portarmici himself.
I thank him and ask him to climb in the car and I am forwarding to the chaotic city streets. The city is full of life, were it not for the crystalline sky and the beauty of the monuments, it would seem to be in Milan, by the way as it moves to the streets, this human tide.
But the roads are wider, at least what I'm going in the meantime my temporary companion, tells me and makes the names of architectural beauty that we encounter on the course.
Opportunity to ask him how he lives in St. Petersburg:

"We lived well, the city has everything, both as art work, we are the city that is perhaps the most westernized of Russia. There are still pockets of poverty but qual'he the city in the world who does not? To tell you the West, the women are beautiful, but unfortunately established. which are also available, this is not true. I at least is true, only a small part, you exchanged for availability, a different approach education with other human beings. Commonly across Russia have a smile and exchange views with the natives is not easy, the smile made unnecessarily, for us it is a sign of stupidity, for you it is just nice to put at ease the other person "

Accepted the criticism we get to your destination, thank you and I can not fail to give him a few euros for the trouble, I thank you gratefully accepts.
"Tourist information office" a plaque on the wall, a door glass, by and of course, like all over the world, welcomes you the smile of a beautiful and kind hostes.
I ask what I was looking for, with excellent professionalism you inform me in detail of their services, prices etc.. a few minutes and already I have the contract in his pocket for 3 days to a two-room apartment in the city center, the name and phone number of my guide and also tourist maps, addresses of local pub, night, etc..
I thank them and the compliments on his professionalism, not giving up to a commentary of her gallant, the greeting and go out to go to the apartment.
The apartment is large and well equipped, I do the window down the street to the Piazza della Vittoria.
Phone to my driving, I answered a young woman's voice has already been informed of my request, set an appointment for tomorrow morning.
I can not wander around the city alone, but tonight is not the height of my strength and self needs to be controlled in a factory, we need all the rest two.
Ceno in a pub nearby and there also remain a fine meal, to listen to a balalaika player who entertains the patrons.
After a bit I come home and await the next day sleeping heavily.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 14 )

14 MAY - Wednesday

2008-11-26T00:57:00.000-08:00

Wednesday, May 14, = = (St Petersburg City - Maps)

I get up in good humor, I dress elegantly, with a jacket and tie these to go and set the night before.
8 am, at the bar next to my accommodation, the phone rings, my driving is on the other side of the road and I am waiting for.
E 'a blonde lady indefinite age, I was expecting a girl but I am satisfied, at least I will not do the usual figure of woman and child, I invite you to enjoy a coffee accepting politely.
Understand how and why so many foreigners, particularly Italians want to spend the holidays in those distant countries, women have a grace and femininity that is unparalleled in the world, behave as Latin Lover to win girls to no end, the truth is all of which are...

fascinated by their grace and are often themselves overwhelmed and dazzled by their beauty.
Return home but their hearts remain in those regions where the cold north is the master, a memory of a face as the lead back to crown a dream of love has always desired.
Russia is a wonderful country it is worthwhile to deepen his knowledge
Putting ourselves in agreement on what to do during the day, note that I carry stylish shoes, but not suitable for long journeys, I recommend that is better than changing shoes, putting a couple more convenient, since the road, we will have to make a lot of walking, I obey.
We head for the sights and visit throughout the day: Monuments, Museums, Art Galleries, Churches of various denominations, etc..
We stop for a quick snack at a "trattoria" along the road. Professionally she is exceptional but as a confidence nor a shadow.
After milled km either on foot or by subway and buses, has made the 19, I feel that his time available to me is over for today, greets me and giving me your hand close to my download accommodation. How professionalità nothing to say, but is a human icicle. I go to rest, I know the city even at night and without guide, to go out of the 22 with the new car, looking through the deplian had, around the town to enjoy the spectacular lights, they do highlight the most important monuments, despite light illuminates the twilight all night these latitudes, in fact just a few days on 25 and 26 of this month, the day does not leave space in the dark of night.
They are one of the night, and I have such a fatigue that I may close their eyes, I return to my Latvian ruefully that I expect to rest those tired limbs.
The best way is to go to sleep dreaming about things and I choose the image of a distant dream in time but always in my mind.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 15 )

15 MAY - Thursday

2008-11-25T01:17:00.000-08:00

Thursday, May 15, = = (St Petersburg City - Maps)

Tip at 8 are at the bar, the woman is to expect, we do breakfast. I realize that I am watching and realize that my physical condition is not the best, I am still tired of the day yesterday.
What strange, smiling asks me if I'm good, lie to my statement in saying yes, I announced that today it is better to go by car and we will do the tour in areas where there is no need to walk. We begin to see the port, a major maritime crossroads of goods and people in the Baltic Sea, the statues in the many parks glimpsed from the car windows, the fortress of St. Peter and Paul and much more.
We stop and get off the machine, we sit on the benches of the park.
The woman has since changed its attitude, now I see it more human, perhaps due to his sense of guilt for sfacchinata that I was doing yesterday, and asked me why of my trip.
One pulls the other word and taking the confidence to ask her and her life.
"My life flows monotoma, my husband was killed in Afghanistan ...

I left with two children to maintain.
Life since then has been hard but we Russian women are..
strong, we know the sacrifice that involves being alone with children, post-communist state has abandoned us to ourselves, not only us but also many Russian people have suffered the abandonment of the state. Although we did not have much freedom as citizens, but we had a security assistance given by all of our primary needs: food, schools, medical care, pension etc.
We are hurled into a system of competitive life, where the weaker had to succumb to unscrupulous profiteers, both private and public, from various local mafias, from commercial and political interests, national and international legal or not.
Today, fortunately, thank God I can be successful with many sacrifices, to study my children, making them exempt from hazardous events and involvement, you are married and have given me the happiness of being grandmother to two wonderful grandchildren. "

His eyes were damp and her face relaxes the features hardwoods, which until now exhibited with pride. The hand on his arm back, not moving, like my sign of understanding.
From this moment the total is mutual confidence, speaks continuously, but not historic dates or the names of works of art, speaks as if a weight was lifted dall'anima speaks of the time, of food, his dreams are nothing but small things compared to what we Westerners calling us "civilians" bramito the expensive car, the terraced house, wealth, power, ultimately the "ephemeral happiness, envy his tenderness with the simplicity his dreams.
It would be a good think about what the fate has granted us, even if it is good to continue to fight for things but not stupid and needs suprflui but for a more just and humane for all.
It was made the lunch, the forces to go into a restaurant, eat Borsh: soup with meat and rape followed by salmon and caviar and drinking a bottle of good wine.
Spend more than two hours cheerfully dinner was magnificent. We go out and wander wearily, we continue to talk throughout the afternoon.
The sun is still high and the time has come to the end of his task as a guide for this lonely old tourist, mutual sympathy that comes between us, however, hampers the posting, I have no courage, despite his temperament loyal to duty, not from space to reports that are not only working and ask if he pleased to spend the evening with me, outside of his task of Cicero.
I was expecting a rejection, but instead likes and welcomes my invitation, proposing to go to the theater to see the famous Russian ballet, I accept with enthusiasm.
Enter and open-mouthed admiration, a show of exceptional skill and beauty, the exhibition ended, it is not considered paid until the evening spent here, leads me into a room where the speakers are dancing folk dances of Russia.
Dance into the night with her divinely and skill I clumsily but fun crazy.
These are the 3 in the morning when I accompany the home, at the front door greets me but to come late and approaching me I caress the cheek, smiling and thanking you close the door behind him.
I head out to me, I return to my apartment, I take a shower and relaxes me in bed.
Late to sleep for the day full of emotions and pleasant company but unfortunately I inevitably fall asleep.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 16 )

16 MAY - Friday

2008-11-24T01:53:00.000-08:00

Friday, May 16, = = (St Petersburg City - Maps)

I wake up to soprassalto, I have to leave on 21 / 5 I saw the ending and for that day should be on the border with Belarus, which part exactly the same days of the expiry of the Russian.
I prepare quickly, as in, I recall with nostalgia the good times passed the night before. Announcement you have memories, dusk in the car, but here's the unexpected .... Does not start, I open the bonnet trying to see what happened but I can not understand why it does not start, a few tens of meters is a distributor, corro to seek help again.
The gas station is available to give me a look but I ask anyway, if you know a mechanic who knows the type of car that I have.
Telephones do not know to whom and after about twenty...

minutes, while trying to find the fault, shows a man with a van, qualifying as a mechanic to the dealership brand of my car, shooting a sigh of relief when the man inside the traffic the engine compartment.
They spend about ten minutes, turn the key of the car and my diamond that is a pleasure, had gone short circuit in a cable is put into motion, I also change the plugs and filling the oil gap. Everything in order, thank you very much and paying the due greetings and childbirth, destination Luga.
Flat landscape, through forests of conifers and without that little houses, carts drawn by horses and cows, with huge loads of hay, cars loaded up all'inverosimile of merchandise of all kinds, overflowing from the windows without glass, poultry starnazzanti , cross the road suddenly, making do dangerous maneuvers to avoid them.
Halfway a small town, Divenka. I stopped to put something in your teeth, it seems to be in another world, a farmer can ask where to eat something, I am suspicious is approaching and after having understood from the face, relaxes flooding of words, something unusual for a Russian.
I make mention to follow at the small house nearby, and pointing to a chair in it, gives me happy cheese and bread, and I agree with gratidudine making company, we eat together with the poor taste but sincere offering.
One hour of rest and it comes time to divide.

42 km = Gatcina 94 km arrival in Luga = (tot 136 km)

Luga Maps population = 40,000 =

Small industrial city, nothing important to see, if not the Luga river flowing nearby. The journey up to here, I route all calm and I arrived that it is already late afternoon.
I do not see Hotel, I suggest, however, a Dacia, scrostata and colors faded by time where renting a room for the few travelers who want to stop, to spend the night.
I am lucky, a few euros and are placed in a room in which hangs a pungent smell of wood, they tell me that was restored a few days, this has a strong odor of fresh wood.
I spend the evening having dinner with the family that hosted me, composed of four persons, a young woman, an old, a boy and a man from the undefinable.
After dinner the two women and I, we settled at the fireplace, that although May is already required on why the night is still cold enough and need to stiepidire the environment.
The seats are comfortable but marked by time, as well as throughout the interior of the house, carpets, furniture, paintings give a sense of old, or maybe it's better to say abandonment.
The exchanging pleasantries are required and despite the reputation that the Russians were sullen, tough and reluctant to give confidence, the two women are willing to tell their life and spend time in these places.
The young woman is married but her husband lives in St. Petersburg to work and only once a month back home, not enough money ever, I say that this is a common thing in the whole world smiles with sad eyes:

"You do not picture what our people have suffered and still suffers despite what the current economic situation is improving but still only for the few, the disintegration of the country is a fact that the institutions have made large, leaving room for profiteers, faccendieri, mafia , the same men who had the duty to manage the economy and justice, we have left to ourselves and have only their interest. Our people had been educated in respect, if not in fear of the old institutions, which made us vulnerable to them, your authority is legitimized by a democratic vote, so you can not understand our past or our present. "

The reply:
"Democracies are imperfect, each nation tries to set rules for a possible coexistence more just and less confrontational as possible, this does not mean it is all roses.
Our history, our internecine wars, the political and social demands in the past centuries that still do, they took us to an economy based more rich but poverty, discrimination, injustice, the Mafia have it, though to a lesser extent, we also us.
We are the richest individual of you but as a humanity, culture, sincerity, seriousness do not have anything to envy.
The peoples of Europe, have the good fortune to still have the social and human values in the West that we have almost lost, are you able to preserve these valuable treasures, which are difficult to regain once lost. "

Aside man has heard, although seemed lost in his thoughts, comes close to us and almost talking to himself:

"I had a good job, years ago the factory closed, I tried another job, bussai all the doors, I adattai to do anything that could help me to live, nothing to do, if not outrageous and inhuman things. Confidence in myself, my physical and intellectual strength, honor, values, I was taught, I lost. Now my only thought is how to find Rubli I need to buy Vodka or his surrogate. And you talk to me Justice? Come into our broken and poor countries, with joy and superiority, as if andaste zoo, come to our rubarci women, you say "easy", come by showing your false wealth. I believe in the ideals of our country, now you are the winners and winners displayed as your trophies, dazzled with the ephemeral prosperity that show, our simple people. "

That no answer ... ... .. lie to the reader to draw his remarks.

> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING MAY 17 )