Non c’è nessun motivo. Basta un “perche no?”.
Dopo il terremoto del 6 aprile scorso, è stato un continua peregrinare. In ordine: Perugia, Roma, Sceczin, Berlino, Budapest, Florence, Bruxelles, Limerick, Simeri, Senigallia, Tione di Trento, Pisa, Sulmona, Pescara, Milan. I settle in Milan, I find work within two days by the Centers Rousseau, weird as usual for a while 'from a guest house and another, and then finally start living with Virginia.
Everything goes wrong, cohabitation is going very well: we have fun, go out, find interesting places, work from home together, we decorate our room, we make illegal markets with goods from India. The work is only a part-time but it is interesting, there are people who believe in what he does, there are so many good intentions. I can put a little 'hand to the reorganization and promotion the cooperative, which I like and stimulates me. Milan in gray, if you dig beneath the curtain gelatinous appetizer of canals and briskly unconcerned, offers several spaces frequented by curious non-aligned touts alternatives. Well I'm starting to build something here.
And then there's the second degree to a few pages and a couple of months, there is a youth exchange project I have been approved by the European Commission to play in Lisbon, there is the beautiful season that comes to pass Daylight Saving Time. There is no reason to look at the ceiling of the room at night thinking about how to rearrange things and change course. I do not go to India to find myself, to escape from creditors in order to be able to live with 50 euro per month, to clarify its ideas on what I do when you grow, to discover the magic of India yoga and meditation, to find the answer to why many of those in high school had the keffiyeh have gone at least for a summer in India. I do not go to a spirit of brotherhood, to save others, to study the Gandhian non-violence. I then India is not never caught me: it's hot, is full of diseases and there is a monsoon breaking balls. I had applied for Nepal, but the types of CE.SIE they thought I did just for this project. Oh well, if they say ... I'm going because I have had the opportunity and then leave. Vado because I've always gone and I've always liked to go. I go because I'm controccorrente and then while everyone is scrambling to write letters of recommendation and presentation I write a letter of resignation. I'm going because sooner or later I'll have to put your nose out of Europe and see how it really goes. I go because it makes no sense to go around the schools and talk about human rights without ever having refused visas seriously. I go because it makes me laugh the term "disabled", the symbol of a culture that closes its eyes to the difficulties giving them dignity. I go because if I read The International Study of International Relations, breaking balls to the waste of paper and plastic, I get nervous when I hear ignorant people who repeats what he says the TV, I'll eventually do something to justify to myself at least the personality that I have sewn on. So I feel obligated to volunteer to volunteer.
But basically I'm going because I like sounds like the word "delivery" when pronounced, its echo bouncing between the faces of companions of the evening, the short time that passes between the end of the word and the movement of the eyebrow of one of these Before you ask, "Where? and to do that? ".
Of all the fascinating literature on travel, love to all the sentences on the back-from-love, the miles of citations that the Internet provides to all those che sono alla ricerca di una bella frase da mettere sul loro profilo Facebook, le massime sul viaggio che più mi piacciono sono queste:
1) Le persone viaggiano verso posti lontani per osservare, affascinati, persone che normalmente ignorano a casa (Dagobert D. Runes) .
2) Non ci si rende conto quanto sia bello viaggiare, finché non si torna a casa e si posa la testa sul vecchio, caro, cuscino (Lin Yutang) .
3) A chi mi domanda ragione dei miei viaggi, solitamente rispondo che so bene quel che fuggo, ma non quel che cerco (Michel De Montaigne) .
4) i veri viaggiatori partono per partire e basta: cuori lievi, simili a palloncini che solo il caso muove eternamente, they always say "Let's go," and do not know why. Their desires are the shapes of clouds (Charles Baudelaire) . These phrases
collect my travel philosophy. Dynamism, lightness, curiosity, confusion, irony, people, person
and color and still other people, enlightening and confusing as the crystals in a kaleidoscope. I have always loved kaleidoscopes. Every time I found them in the markets and fairs I stopped playing with it. But I've never owned one, is why I have always liked the markets and fairs. Or is why I have always loved kaleidoscopes, perhaps if I had one, I would not have played much, and when mi sarebbe capitato di rivederlo alla fiera successiva non mi sarei fermato a giocarci con la stessa gioia. Forse ho capito qual'è il vero motivo del mio viaggio: vado perché mi piacciono i caleidoscopi ed i mercati in cui poterci giocare.
Everything goes wrong, cohabitation is going very well: we have fun, go out, find interesting places, work from home together, we decorate our room, we make illegal markets with goods from India. The work is only a part-time but it is interesting, there are people who believe in what he does, there are so many good intentions. I can put a little 'hand to the reorganization and promotion the cooperative, which I like and stimulates me. Milan in gray, if you dig beneath the curtain gelatinous appetizer of canals and briskly unconcerned, offers several spaces frequented by curious non-aligned touts alternatives. Well I'm starting to build something here.
And then there's the second degree to a few pages and a couple of months, there is a youth exchange project I have been approved by the European Commission to play in Lisbon, there is the beautiful season that comes to pass Daylight Saving Time. There is no reason to look at the ceiling of the room at night thinking about how to rearrange things and change course. I do not go to India to find myself, to escape from creditors in order to be able to live with 50 euro per month, to clarify its ideas on what I do when you grow, to discover the magic of India yoga and meditation, to find the answer to why many of those in high school had the keffiyeh have gone at least for a summer in India. I do not go to a spirit of brotherhood, to save others, to study the Gandhian non-violence. I then India is not never caught me: it's hot, is full of diseases and there is a monsoon breaking balls. I had applied for Nepal, but the types of CE.SIE they thought I did just for this project. Oh well, if they say ... I'm going because I have had the opportunity and then leave. Vado because I've always gone and I've always liked to go. I go because I'm controccorrente and then while everyone is scrambling to write letters of recommendation and presentation I write a letter of resignation. I'm going because sooner or later I'll have to put your nose out of Europe and see how it really goes. I go because it makes no sense to go around the schools and talk about human rights without ever having refused visas seriously. I go because it makes me laugh the term "disabled", the symbol of a culture that closes its eyes to the difficulties giving them dignity. I go because if I read The International Study of International Relations, breaking balls to the waste of paper and plastic, I get nervous when I hear ignorant people who repeats what he says the TV, I'll eventually do something to justify to myself at least the personality that I have sewn on. So I feel obligated to volunteer to volunteer.
But basically I'm going because I like sounds like the word "delivery" when pronounced, its echo bouncing between the faces of companions of the evening, the short time that passes between the end of the word and the movement of the eyebrow of one of these Before you ask, "Where? and to do that? ".
Of all the fascinating literature on travel, love to all the sentences on the back-from-love, the miles of citations that the Internet provides to all those che sono alla ricerca di una bella frase da mettere sul loro profilo Facebook, le massime sul viaggio che più mi piacciono sono queste:
1) Le persone viaggiano verso posti lontani per osservare, affascinati, persone che normalmente ignorano a casa (Dagobert D. Runes) .
2) Non ci si rende conto quanto sia bello viaggiare, finché non si torna a casa e si posa la testa sul vecchio, caro, cuscino (Lin Yutang) .
3) A chi mi domanda ragione dei miei viaggi, solitamente rispondo che so bene quel che fuggo, ma non quel che cerco (Michel De Montaigne) .
4) i veri viaggiatori partono per partire e basta: cuori lievi, simili a palloncini che solo il caso muove eternamente, they always say "Let's go," and do not know why. Their desires are the shapes of clouds (Charles Baudelaire) . These phrases
collect my travel philosophy. Dynamism, lightness, curiosity, confusion, irony, people, person
and color and still other people, enlightening and confusing as the crystals in a kaleidoscope. I have always loved kaleidoscopes. Every time I found them in the markets and fairs I stopped playing with it. But I've never owned one, is why I have always liked the markets and fairs. Or is why I have always loved kaleidoscopes, perhaps if I had one, I would not have played much, and when mi sarebbe capitato di rivederlo alla fiera successiva non mi sarei fermato a giocarci con la stessa gioia. Forse ho capito qual'è il vero motivo del mio viaggio: vado perché mi piacciono i caleidoscopi ed i mercati in cui poterci giocare. 
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