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A logical thought in full remix to greet this day where the light is with us longer than yesterday and tomorrow night will be even shorter. Travel to Tuscany and it is not little.

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"What you have combined in Sharm?"

After one month, with a temperature of -3 degrees outside ... almost. Answer the question a bit 'all I have ..

"What have you combined Sharm? "


Besides the usual things you do in a week like this ... .. in relaxation, sun, swimming, water, a bit 'of snorkeling, eating (bad) international buffet ... here are the first truth about Sharm.


- The delay
Yes, with one-way flight was beaten the record of delay, 9 hours! ... all with a gentleman who plays the role of group leader and makes a mess, and before trying to call someone using the fixed phone boarding and then bringing in all the modules for the damages.

- Italians
present even if we do not like to group and socialize with other Italians, those who meet are always pee from laughing. The best are
Alvaro and friend, Ligurian who pretend to be Latin lover, which of course engage the first two Italian pecking (ipsid Cuba ...)
Come back discover that they are coming the day before (spending about 200 euro) because they have lost 'plane of way because they had the wrong day .. thought was the next day ..
And then there are the two Roman zarri of Pacha, giving the pearl of the week ... the question of how was the Dolce Vita .. respond to us ... "beautiful, not like pacha, there were people from class

- The Hard Rock Cafe
I state that is worse than Naama Bay Viale Ceccarini Riccione in August ... and that is all fake and westernized (including Starbucks, Pizza Hut, McDonald's etc. ..).
hard rock ... we went for 3 nights on Mondays, Tuesdays and Saturdays.
The place is small and is not that good because the music starts from 1 and 2 disk fills with Egypt in search of prey.
Hard Rock is not very successful, in part:
that I offer is to the stool of two girls with almost 50inni American boobs, some chick cross the track (most were a little 'sburze), Egyptians Russian, two of our hotels sburzone ubriachissime in a simulated track o ** a pomp took out a roof gripped by a crisis mystical talking to Vale as sellers start to speak Egyptian .. saying, "Ei, Friend"

- The Russians

There are plenty of both around in our hotel.
But for me right now saying that Darius is a place for young couples and old ... i usually go somewhere else.
But many mothers alone with Bocia. However
now commanded them, the Egyptians speak Russian more easily (I know almost everyone) and Italian, and also to Naama are all written in Cyrillic.
I personally do not bother, apart from a drunk who sat at our table and talking Russian pretended we understood ... and then close with "no problem" ... and spitting vodka, we've never seen sober.
not comment on Russia, who knows me knows my thoughts.



- The evening
more fun like always .. the more quiet evenings on the paper are those that turn into the craziest.

Mercole The evening was originally to be an evening of rest, to spend in the hotel and then wake up refreshed in the morning.
also complicates all inclusive bracelet with alcohol .. we put the bar to watch the animation ... and a bit bevucchiamo 'beer AC vodka with orange juice.
It starts with the animators, who are working as they talk about the business, ask how we are called (I say to make me understand .. like Claude Van Damme), where we are, the usual stuff .... first the most talkative, an Englishwoman, and then Georgia (which I repeat .. not bad) .. that is to push the candidates to Mr. Village to the competition the next day. Then the neighbor
counter, a white Australian .. who, with his friend, spends all day in the pool to drink like an alcoholic.
probably already out, greets us and starts talking nonsense ... when he says he prefers England to Australia and that the Italians do not like ... we leave it to its fate .. (Sc.opare then arrived with a guy alone)
In the final two Russians, none of which to tell the truth, that we wink from the bench and then come to sit next to us.
start talking, of course in Russian to English ... because they do not understand a letter .. the beauty is that when we try to ask something in English they laugh and continue to say yes with his head ... I will try them all, pull out too .. Toto Cotugno BHO to do the best wishes for birthday tomorrow and almost frightening to think that I jumped on him.
Finally, when I go to pee (in the grass .. Cause I found the bathroom ...) I go back that are gone ..
Valley to understand .. cmq in the following days will continue to wink and say hello.
loads, let's go into the room where, according to taxi drivers were full of "Drunk russian girl" .... There we go after contracting the entrance with a ticket 2x1 ... inside there will be little more than another ... "Drunk Russian men"

- Pacha

What was supposed to be the best night of the holiday, there was a real bluff.
almost convinced by British animators and Georgian (the latter a fine discovery), we opt for the big night on Thursdays at Pacha.
tickets purchased from scalpers outside (we are Italian and therefore the most clever or not), inside .. location is not bad, but heavy house music and people are not the best.
Many Italian citizens, some Russian / a, but most Egyptians .. indeed numerous.
We close with an evening of anonymous eating Pizza Hut.

- Challenges football
Among the funniest moments in football challenges .. that laugh. I
version Nesta and Pippo Inzaghi version in the Vale, we taught a bit 'of calcium to various Russians, Poles, Arabs present. The Russians in particular
technically very little, even if you threw eagerly for every ball. The best
Mr. Beer, a Russian who always wore the same shirt with the inscription Mr.Beer.

- The anal
Despite our experience we have two beautiful anal.
The first, just arrived .. do not even know how to do drag us from the usual street vendors in a shop.
I go out with the classic aroma of cask .. the seller almost pissed because we bought a few things.
The second, before leaving the airport .. felt the need to eat something edible .. sandwich and iced tea from Sbarro at 10 €.




Conclusion We had fun, we relaxed to 30 degrees in November ... so it took a week

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sadness towards the winter solstice

I came across an unsolicited advice during the weekend between the Littizzetto on the radio Saturday morning and Littizzetto on TV Sunday night, in the emptiness that I try to maintain especially in view of Christmas. The Board was beautifully photographed, "Do the nest, it's time." My part indomitable, that flying halfway around the world to be told how to find harmony with nature, his own and that of the universe, the woman who lives with a black cat, has been thought of as a nest could be transformed Fast-legged feline. Resistance. Even if the light is short, even if the sun does not heat: to resist. That's what (even) the words: I took the large moleskine, the one with the posthumous notes of travel and are advanced in the pages, background music by Slum Symphony, incidentally there to support

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who arrived at the end of autumn Lizard knows: my soul is a place of Posada in the Caribbean island guarded by Angelo, quoted on page 125 # Many thanks. I landed there from the cold in Peru and my body and my heart broke up, hence the infamous decision that writing was no longer just an exercise in private. Now that something is written and can travel the world without the author adds word there are White, Lucas, the bistro boys found time to host Lizard autumn and me, in the balance between what is done and what you are doing. This morning I accepted the music of a young pianist, all in silence between coffee and newspapers, we listened to offer his notes and was far from the luminary Sant'Ambrogio:) \u200b\u200bPassateci (via Foppa, almost at the corner cones Zugna MM S. Agostino) - Thursday, 16/12 at 7 There is also the duettante signed with another newcomer, Stephen Caffaggi and many bubbles -

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The lost diary of Jane Austen - Syrie James

Why I feel this sudden need to fix on paper a report from the most intimate nature, which I've never confessed before, I can not say. Perhaps it is this maddening disease which, for some time, increasingly bothering me - reminding me with insidious insistence that they are mortal - that drove me to record something of what happened ...

The author pretends that an imaginary university English teacher (that Mary I. Jess, which is an anagram of Syrie James) has revised and published a diary that belonged to Jane Austen, diary in which the darling of millions of readers, would noted the details of his unique love story.

Of course it's all fiction, but what comes out is a masterpiece that makes us imagine holding the events surrounding the life of Jane just before the illness struck.

Mr. Ashford is the embodiment of all the male characters of Austen, by Darcy in Willoughby, a concentration of passion, intelligence, charm, cowardice, all together.

They are very beautiful scenes in which Jane imagine the work in drafting and re-write their novels, and those in which his brother Henry is being done to ensure that her sister's novels are published.

also very exciting moments in which friends and relatives informed of the action in awe for the stories. The

James gives us an image of Jane loud, but sentimental, romantic but also strong, in fact a fairly realistic. And do not miss any funny scene, such as one in which we meet Mr. Morton, a man indeed "ridiculous" (as defined in the text the same Jane) that it would have been a source of inspiration for a later novel of Austen

short, a very pleasant and recommended reading

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Eventually we drank wine, good red of Montepulciano, in the bistro of Ferdinand. It was my tenth meeting condominium since I live here, in Milan, the twentieth of the administrator who wanted to resign and then withdrew them because he is fond of us who do put to a vote even if the Christmas tree at the entrance or put a garland. It started with the Council separately asked me the book, because the invitation had slipped into the mail box at his request had been lost and all night we talked about jobs, jobs, money and time, no one did the war and already is unusual, especially we looked at each other and we knew all 17 here when you say that this city is a place where no longer say good morning, good evening is a commonplace, such as gypsies. Thanks Milan to identify yourself as comfortable when I arrived :-)

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48 hours of fire in Sofia - the slogan "Dare" part. 2

Around 7 we begin to prepare for the evening, so that for the eight well-dressed and loads go down to eat.

Climb the fly into a taxi and go to the restaurant Pri Yafata, the taxi driver at a later wakes up from a quiet start to talk to throttle down ... and his sentence will be "No problem"
Now he complains that we are 6 car, but when asked if he prefers us to get us answers for the first time "No problem" .
Then, when he nearly pulls in people who are going through downtown, turning again to us with a "No problem"
Finally passing in the side streets one-way lead us to the restaurant, obviously telling us peace of mind " no way, no problem. "
I went to the restaurant greets us with warm "Hello Paolo Rossi"


At first the place seems a bit 'to tourists (At the entrance there is a cloakroom and the band that will go around the tables playing) but the people sitting at the tables seems almost all of Bulgaria.
The interior is nice, however, the walls with photos of the past and around some of the tools is no longer used, then the upper floor there is a central grill where the cook is already cooking skewers .. the environment seems very familiar.

To eat we do advise the waiter and then a large platter of salad to Bulgarian (similar to Greek, with feta and local vegetables) and then grigliatona meat, all washed down with excellent Mavrud, the local wine.
While we eat we can not get distracted First female presences
the nearby table, who has two bombs lady, and then by a series of girls who continue to make back and forth from the rooms next to their tables.
The only one that does not distract you Mel but gets nervous when the band of Bulgarian folk music is right next to him to improvise a piece. Meanwhile
Giorgiao gives us a new version of the canary fat that we had already done pee from laughing in the afternoon.


After the classic trio of vodka, and pay, as Riga, I let myself be charmed by the maid that is not bad (and it is also nice), and then I leave a good tip. In general we
spent enough (about 25 a head) but ate pretty well, nothing special in particular meat.

E 'soon enough, but on Vitosha is a bit' of people, the evening promises well. As pre-
hard time try to find the famous Buddha Bar, we do all the way it should be but nothing, we find it.
So we ask a guy who tells us that closed recently.
not lose heart and catapult us into a little place nearby that had been noted in several girls as they entered.
The place is called "Inside", spring jacket in the cloakroom at the usual lady on 50in truccatissima and take a ride.
Even this place is small and the age media is quite low.
Then we get to the counter and began the usual rounds of vodka (at a cost of € 1 a shot) ... we're at 5 ... 5 rounds will obviously
On the track the girls around 18 are unleashed, one in particular .. sburzona of a lady with the blue sweater dancing horny glances at us ... .. which of course looks do not collect.

After midnight, we salute the lady at the entrance and fly in taxi to the club Mascara. It's time to enter the scene.

got out and immediately in front of us there are 5 Where's My Car, some already dressed as Halloween, all with high heels and clothing that appeals to me.
Obviously, at the time of entering into paradise, we are stopped by the bouncer who asks us if we had a reservation ...
I did not think I curse the night before and try to convince him that we got the table ... but no, the guy is tough but kindly suggests moving on to the 2 that there would be no problems entering.

A little 'depressed about the situation, we use Plan B, go to the Folk Club poured. Here
entrance there is a little 'tail, but this time we pass the selection easily.
Solito wardrobe and enter the venue will be the scene of much of our evening.

start with the usual round of patrol, the Local is very stylish, full of mirrors on the walls, tables and sofas whites and blacks on both sides, a bar in lower position and, going to one of two flights of stairs, the dance floor, another bar with stools and classic tables.
the location we like even if it is half full, but it's still very early, so we are comfortable.
We hear the girl of tables and we take place in one of those stools with, unfortunately, those near the bottom of the bar are all full so we go to the top of the room.


course we start with the traditional bottle of vodka with the usual accompanying juices, here is a bit more expensive (around € 60-65 Total ... but still affordable).
ballicchiare begin to toast and, in particular with the usual "That is always one step.
Within half an hour the room is filled even if the location of our table is not optimal.
We are obviously in shape and goes off immediately the second bottle of vodka.


Mel is always first in line in pouring vodka into a glass of water and all as if no one pulls back. However

begin to stop a bit 'of girls passing by, doing a bit' of knowledge with them.

Ivoski is the number one and not lets almost none.
However, the situation is not taken down and do a lap at the bottom of the mess is incredible .. fuorissima people and all the disco-dancing Bulgarian folk .... it's almost hard to pass in between.

So then we break our table and we sling around people.

now time zero using the usual movements of Obed danceable hook me to a really bad blonde.
you begin a dance with her at the bar and from here on the dances will be more and more intimate, we talk a bit 'in your ear, you get closer to each other .. the situation is hot ... all while two drunken paparazzi (mel and Giorgiao) do not stop bothering me, not leaving the field open and immortalizing the situation.

After a little 'let's you and I run in the top, more peaceful, and I lose sight of some' others.


back down to drink and see Ivoski, Giorgiao and Vale are out and dances with some girls.

Ivoski confirms large lemonade, this time with a beautiful large pussy.

Meanwhile, the blonde left to his fate, seized by megalomania I start hammering a Where's My Car.
I put the bar with her and talk about this and that, of course asked me why I am in Sofia and the usual things.
I do not see easy, it's a somewhat 'but that remains to be conquered to speak despite her friends calling her to dance.
probably the game when he asks me what I liked about her ... and I say with sincerity but too shameless ... eyes, lips and ass ... damn alcohol!

Having the two of spades back to the other just in time to see Ivo and got thrown out of the room.

The boy probably had hammered the girl a few guys who gave the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing local bosses, who, annoyed, have ordered security to remove him. While
is removed along with us even out the bartender.
latter, who speaks Italian as there was for a short period, apologizes with us, but explained that I was forced to do so, although Ivo had not done anything wrong.
E 'persistent in making us understand that the Bulgarians are good people and he hopes that upon our return, describing this scene, do not generalize giving Bulgarian gypsies ignorant.
reassured him, especially the Vale's leave the cell and told him if he returns to Italy will be our guest .. home of Giorgiao! (Overlooking the Vale appalled)

Without realizing they are already almost 4 am and fly to Mascara. We enter
but it's totally empty, then salute the lady of the wardrobe (the same as the previous night) and run at the Park To Fly.
Like the previous evening and the place is packed Bulgarian disco music goes crazy. While I

Giorigiao it docked and two girls at the bar (which, however, do not mix at all) Ivo is still being targeted by security.
This time has been removed but was told that must necessarily remain stationary near the entrance. Bho. At 5 past

opt to return to the apartment, but before we all stop to eat something kebabbaro the night before.
This time I opt for a pizza with ham and out, we realize that the door had been shattered ...

Even Sofia on Saturday lived up to expectations, a great evening!

the morning we wake up soon, the flight is at 11 and luckily we gained an hour of sleep with the return of summer.
Many of us are still in question and the taxi driver watching Mel sways with the trolley she says smiling, "Paolo Rossi .."



The flight is on time, and took off while I think we'll be back soon on Bulgarian soil .

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Peuterey a winter with 15 degrees in the sun
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The discovery Bulgarian folk-music disc

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The adventure comes after a Bulgarian Sofia Mel asphyxiating pressing against me.
Both he disappeared Columbus have always tried to bring one of our cultural w.end in the Bulgarian capital, but for various reasons has always been shelved.
In July, exhausted from the summer heat, I see the un'offertona Wizzair, 29 to 31 October and return only 35 € ... I think a mirage caused by heat, but it's all true.
usual round of text messages and so on, we book well in 6.
Besides me, the now inevitable dancer one step of the Vale, Giorgiao our Survey of trust, to which Mel's girlfriend gave it two days, Ivo-ski with which I was not a holiday from the time of Valencia (where he was dubbed "el limonator de Valencia") and to close Sauro was still in the old days in Bratislava.

Before leaving the tension and adrenaline are a thousand, the same could prove that the football teams in 80-90 years when Europe faced a team they knew very little, in a new and often hostile.
atmosphere that can shake your legs or cut depending on the character ... and we highlight these situations.

After Sauro pat for working, we are in 5 and we prepare for the trip.
The adrenaline I play a bad joke and now, regardless the weather which gave 15 degrees, as the dreaded port Peuterey winter jacket, which provides protection to -15 ° .. not even go to the North Pole!
We land on time at 15.30 and already I am suffering a document to control the atomic heat. Of course I'll be right
hammered by others who see me just a little 'suffering no shortage of stress if I was OK so covered.
Despite the tactical error recovery starting immediately lucidity and Lev negotiate now taken the first step in the center. With 15 lev
us we bring to our apartment in central Pop Bogomil Str. During the trip

absorbs curious what the environment offers us.
From the radio comes a strange music, a middle Bulgarian folk-disco-pop ... I had never before heard this music, which at first listen with you .. but the second song starts steaming.
It seems as if we were to put on a Fargetta a bit 'of Raul Casadei, Ramazzotti and Laura Pausini all in the same song. From
windows instead the impact is much stronger, the taxi to go into town passes through a Roma camp located near the airport. Among
holes in the road, makeshift stalls, a donkey dragging a cart and made the least worst case really seems to be in another century.
Then as you approach the city seems to make a path history, through the Soviet-style homes and the center in great turmoil to continue the modernization works.
Meanwhile, the taxi driver tries to talk, make conversation .. Obviously the language is a problem and then what we can talk if not football. We speak of the recent players
Stoichkov and Bojinov .. but he starts to talk about Italy that won the World Cup ... we shoot a Buffon, Zambrotta, Cannavaro ... but he does my head and began to say, Zoff, Gentile, Cabrini, Bruno Conti, and of course Paolo Rossi.

On arrival we find Daniel, the friendly manager, who greets us in Italian and accommodate us in truly beautiful and modern apartments. Li
Board Having regard to the location and the excellent price (www.apartmentsinsofia.com).

soaking bags and, curiously, we just sling on city streets.
After 2 years finally return to see the Cyrillic alphabet, while not capendoci nothing a little 'I was not

descend from Maria Louiza Bov., Through the center in Nedelia Sq and continue to the shopping street, Vitosha, the B .
view of the time, I am almost 5 o'clock, slowly begins to get dark and we just crossed the main attractions to get an idea fast.
What strikes us is that, despite being in the center, recently renovated buildings alternate with others that certainly need maintenance. The example
striking is the way to our apartment where our building could easily be confused in any modern city, but all around there are loose electric wires, open manholes, uneven sidewalks, walls crumbling .. the contrast is strong.
shops also reflect this situation well, the top of the Maria Luiza are still quirky shops, selling items that had not seen for years or grocery stores and appliances .. while in the Vitosha bl. Adidas, McDonald's, Nike began to rule the roost.
The new capitalism has not yet eaten at all the central area, but it promises to do so quickly.
cultural postpone the visit until the following day and take in the event of side streets of Vitosha .. looking for a place to drink a beer.

We go in a restaurant-bar, the restaurant is stylish, elegant but not opulent but above all the waitresses are really haunting.
The drink eventually becomes a hearty appetizer, 2 beers apiece, chopping of meats from 500grammi and chips ..
The surprise comes from the account 3.5 € per person!

back refreshed to prepare for the evening, it's time to test the nightlife.
At dinner we find ourselves in the first place, Happy, like a local Hard Rock, many jokes among young Bulgarians.
eat discreetly while Mel and Sommelier of novel tells us about the wines we are distracted by the presence in Bulgaria the room.
Beyond the waiter there are two or three tables of girls not bad.

After a couple of rounds of vodka we begin the long wanderings among the center's premises, it is still early to go in hard so we opt to sample the best of all Mojto Sofia (according to Daniela home).
We end up in the little bar around the former Royal Palace, the place is nice, little, soft lighting, but more couples and pet, let's face it, the Mojto is nothing exceptional.

continue our tour through the premises and we are moving in the Tsar Osvoboditel bl.
It is not even around midnight and there's a lot of people, we pass the Chervilo famous but we continue to the square Narodno.
At night the city is really beautiful, illuminated monuments make it particularly interesting and so after some photos we opt to enter the first club in the right place Narodno Bedroom (hoping that the restaurant's name was not given a chance ....) .

This club, as well as almost all other visitors, remind us very Belgrade.
fact are not very large, or rather tiny and are structured more or less the same.
passed the entrance is the first counter, the walls around a series of tables and banquettes in the middle of many other tables with stools where people take a drink and we dance around. Obviously
all these tables make it almost minimizes the dance floor.

The club is half empty, actually it is still early, we do get the girl at the entrance, and so, to begin to carburetor, take place in the table and we order a bottle of vodka and a range of fruit juices and lemon.
Again, the surprise comes when the bill comes .. 72 leva for all, almost € 7 per person .. that are disbursed Giorgiao which Mr. and offers for all.
Launched by this discovery we begin to move, a toast with the next table, someone starts dancing, joking, laughing ect even if the room does not fill as we hoped.

Given the tactical position on the table (Near the women's bathroom) Giorgiao, Ivoski and the Caribbean (Vale and as always you get more tanned than ever) try to get to know the girls that pass without striking results.

Meanwhile Mel throws down vodka like water that had just careless midnight.
When we see that the club just do not want to fill the bottle and end up doing a jump "on the dancefloor."
Ivoski Here is the great showman, he began to dance with the dancers and two other girls who were on the track ... and to think that so far in my life I had never seen dancing.

I, for the time being, I hold my famous Obed for better times, the rest being studied warily as a jaguar .. and end around there are only few girls have known before.
We are also immortalized by the photographer's official website for the nightlife (www.disco.bg) Bedroom but it seems we want to put to sleep rather than anything else ..

We are hot and loads but no .. Bedroom then we have to move to other destinations.

Take a taxi and in 5 in the same car we go to a place that I had selected before leaving, the Tiffany Club.
Also this restaurant is designed like the other and after a look around us we place as usual at the table ordered the traditional bottle of vodka. The club owner is
to us and says we have is the best table, is actually located in the other half just below the stage to dance .. We are in the middle of the room.

Unfortunately this is not III & IV, but there are more people but more especially girls and the Bedroom.
Vodka begins to make its effect and we begin to erupt around.

The Vale began her dance with one step, always the same and tries to get the dance floor next to the table;

Ivoski breaks loose and takes the stage to dance, first with the Cubist and then, when she beat it, on stage are just him and a brute Bulgarian that moves as the legendary "Ali G".

Mel Meanwhile, following the intake of vodka, looks more and more Krasic, the player of Juventus, so that his hair seem to be made by the same hairdresser.
I finally activated the famous dance-Obe, and I start to speak to a brunette to a nearby table .. alternating dance steps involved in dialogue, until he shows me the faith to Umberto Smaila in "Ocean's Eleven" I try to move the discussion on many other subjects, but without success ...

returned from the other and see Giorgiao Ivoski at the table with two girls and our bottle of vodka almost
over.

After a while, 'it's time to change clubs, a brief "meeting" to decide where to go and go.
Directorate Mascara!

This club is the best place we were, we enter a little after 2 and III & IV.
After the classic patrol around we go get something to drink, I order 5 Whisky Cola and from that moment the memories are increasingly dim.
Among the various situations that the next day I remember the most fun is to see Mel Krasic-throwing ice from the cocktail and take in the Caribbean face Vale.
At a certain point, after the classical dance-Obe, I find myself clinging to a beautiful blonde, and deepen the knowledge and I see George in the Vale position by bouncers who get between us and the guy with the blonde he was talking about before ... but bodyguards! In general I see
then disappear again and Giorgiao Ivoski, probably with some chick, while the other girls stopped by us are not very sociable.


Around 4 we collect the jacket from the wardrobe lady (this is also a feature of all places, there is always an elderly lady in the cloakroom on the 50in, usually very kind and always truccatissima), seems 'get back to sleep but Ivo and the Vale have received a tip from some girls .. go to Night Flight, which by the way is also close to our apartment.

The Night Flight, due to the alcohol level will be immediately renamed the Park to Fly so that the taxi driver will take a bit 'to see where we go.
This club, in my opinion, is very nice, although even here large enough space is mainly occupied by the tables.

Bulgarian folk-music disk goes crazy and you see people scatenatissima and in general the quality of girls is very high!
Mel begins to dance as if it were native Bulgarian, while we know a little 'group of boys and girls who invite us to the table for a drink.

Around 5 and a half, despite the party inside the club wants to finish, we leave the camp and we go to the apartment. By Mel
Giorgiao to bed and I opt to try one of the many kebab present ... a nuclear stuff between meat, onions, spicy sauces, french fries in addition to dry swallowed every drop of alcohol makes you a breath that would kill anyone who crosses.

go to sleep I think it was fun so I never thought of in Sofia.

the morning we get up pretty early, the glorious day seems ideal to visit the city.

Around 11 are already on the road and the priority is to find something to eat. Maria Louiza
down the street the previous evening we avoid the kebabbaro until we arrive at Central Market right next to the main square.
We go for a ride and now I can imagine how this place could have been 20years ago, and how it would be exciting to live it then.
Today is a clean and orderly market, where there is a bit 'of everything from butchers to greengrocers.
We go upstairs and having to choose between "italian restaurant pizzeria" and the Bulgarian chain of burger / kebab we opt for the latter. Fixed
stomach, back where we leave the synagogue in the town we come now, unfortunately, is not open, but we take a ride around.
From there we go back on the main street where we primed in Banya Bashi Mosque (with its minaret that stands out among the buildings) and public toilets.
This area, with the runs and the central fountain is very cute.


Then we continue up the nearby Independence Square.
Here the signs of change in the last twenty years are much more obvious: instead of a statue of Lenin is the statue of Santa Sofia (a bit 'reminds me of the facade of the theater in Vilnius), where there were the old warehouses Tzum there is now a modern shopping mall and the old headquarters of the Communist Party looks like a palace "without personality."

Taking a few steps then there are two churches, the Sveta Petka (very special because it is buried, to see them get off the subway and it appears in front of you .. shame that practically attached to the church there is now a bar with her tables seems its continuation) and Sveta Nedelja (famous for the attack in which he names, practically in the middle of the intersection!)

begins here to curse the choice of Peuterey, there will be 17 degrees and a great sun and I am around with the heavier jacket that has .. Obviously others do not fail to get around this.

The previous evening and the heat beats down, and I continue going to the Presidential Palace and the courtyard where there is the oldest church in the city, the Rotunda of St. George.

We go inside and even though very small is probably the place I was most impressed.
leaving us now in Battenberg Square where stands the Royal Palace, now housing the National Gallery.
The square retains a bit 'the taste of the late 80, with traffic and parked cars, it takes me back a bit' when I was a child when the car in Italy took possession of pedestrian streets and plazas that have become .. a bit 'like in the movie "The country boy" in the cockpit where Corso Vittorio Emanuele in Milan, the car sped without problems.

Cute is also the park where he stands in front of the National Theatre.

Going forward we see the Russian church, which we recognize immediately, and climb to the place known as Sophia, the Orthodox Cathedral of Aleksander Nevski.

To see her is far from impressive and like the pictures, because there are no other buildings around, really stands out.
The inside is a bit 'a disappointment, very dark, I would say a little' bare, perhaps that is so impressive seeing it from outside, an interior so "poor" to leave a bit 'with a bitter taste. The labors

the night and the walk will start to hear and feel the need to make a pit stop.
Leaving the cathedral, however, we can not go to market in the nearby garden. More than
items for sale, for the most medals coins ladles books ect, I like to observe the sellers.
not scream, rant and not even look good when you get close to something they sit as if they did not care to sell.
someone plays chess and other whispering together, laughing and joking ... maybe those tourists who buy items now broken or abandoned at prices 10, 20.50 times higher than they had paid at the time of original purchase. However
between objects There are several interesting cameras 70 years, the helmet-cap leather for bikers and even a vintage airplane pilot's helmet.

Narodno back down in the square we go up at the opening of the Red Army monument in the park Borissova and then decide to return to the Vitosha to drink a few beers the night before where we laugh and impressions that we did Sofia during the day.
Given the short time, the visit was quick, but has allowed us to see what Sofia today and what might become in the future.

Around 5 back in the apartment for a pre-sleep night, disturbed only by Giorgiao that breaks a foot kicking to the step that is to go to the bathroom. A couple of

Oretta and prepare for Saturday night, which promises to be great.

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The best (or worst) photos of Stuttgart

These are the worst photos in Stuttgart .... (I would honestly much worse)


The beginning



The calm before the storm



A pig



Dracula Vale



same!



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18:50 pm .. changing tent.



I think that was the end of the evening ...



E 'Faith of the Molinaro or Stuttgart?



to food, particularly in Germany.



The cinghilotto and sober girl



Latin Lover



by American Spanking sburza



Police Academy


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also in great shape