Saturday, June 23, 2007

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Al nihaya wa 'l Bidaya

E così è arrivata la fine.
Non sono ancora pronto per fare bilanci complessivi su questi lunghi cinque mesi.
Domani sera, partenza dal terminal Harasta Ankara. I can not wait to look a bit 'of Turkey and review the dearest and Omur Ceylin, the company of many beautiful moments of life in San Stae. And I can not wait to finally be well in Catania, between now little more than a week, to receive hugs long coveted, and keep smiling known. But
Musafir long been accustomed to-go and the whirlwind of mixed feelings that they bring. Because despite the particular period, which led to the decision to go home, I know I have been really good here in the latter period. Have found continued support and unexpected, that I related to people, places and memories that I will well etched in memory.
È così, quella gran troia di Damasco, come mi ripeteva spesso fratello Salvojk. Molte volte pensi che non ti piace così tanto o che non potresti mai stare qui per un periodo più lungo di quello trascorso, ma alla fine ti affezioni e si porta via un pezzo di te. E poi non è vero che non si sta bene. Dipende decisamente da chi conosci e con chi condividi questa esperienza.
Sento per la prima volta di essermi legato a questo paese, alla sua cultura, alla sua gente, ai suoi problemi. Sento che era esattamente ciò di cui avevo bisogno per dare un significato completamente diverso a quello che ho studiato per tre anni.
Ieri sera ultima cena. Ahmad ci ha portati, me e tutte le persone più importanti per me in questo trip to a restaurant just outside Damascus, very cute and kitsch as required, followed by the inevitable goodbye in the most Truzzi clubs, the well-known and alas afosissimo Serail. Squallume damascena night life or not, it was beautiful, there was a time in five months away liters of sweat mixed feelings unleashed on the track is good. Damascus
Damn, I'll have to see you again.

Magnavox Dvr Can It Record Hd Channels

Al nihaya wa 'l Bidaya

E così è arrivata la fine.
Non sono ancora pronto per fare bilanci complessivi su questi lunghi cinque mesi.
Domani sera, partenza dal terminal Harasta Ankara. I can not wait to look a bit 'of Turkey and review the dearest and Omur Ceylin, the company of many beautiful moments of life in San Stae. And I can not wait to finally be well in Catania, between now little more than a week, to receive hugs long coveted, and keep smiling known. But
Musafir long been accustomed to-go and the whirlwind of mixed feelings that they bring. Because despite the particular period, which led to the decision to go home, I know I have been really good here in the latter period. Have found continued support and unexpected, that I related to people, places and memories that I will well etched in memory.
È così, quella gran troia di Damasco, come mi ripeteva spesso fratello Salvojk. Molte volte pensi che non ti piace così tanto o che non potresti mai stare qui per un periodo più lungo di quello trascorso, ma alla fine ti affezioni e si porta via un pezzo di te. E poi non è vero che non si sta bene. Dipende decisamente da chi conosci e con chi condividi questa esperienza.
Sento per la prima volta di essermi legato a questo paese, alla sua cultura, alla sua gente, ai suoi problemi. Sento che era esattamente ciò di cui avevo bisogno per dare un significato completamente diverso a quello che ho studiato per tre anni.
Ieri sera ultima cena. Ahmad ci ha portati, me e tutte le persone più importanti per me in questo trip to a restaurant just outside Damascus, very cute and kitsch as required, followed by the inevitable goodbye in the most Truzzi clubs, the well-known and alas afosissimo Serail. Squallume damascena night life or not, it was beautiful, there was a time in five months away liters of sweat mixed feelings unleashed on the track is good. Damascus
Damn, I'll have to see you again.

Friday, June 22, 2007

In-ovation Braces, Scam

Mumkin Bukra

And the house? Certainly a lot less terrifying the neighborhood in which it resides. Even if the person who designed it should not have to think of anything particularly elaborate - maybe had in mind anything. A home version of the chaos outside: the walls erected for no apparent reason, very few windows - which, moreover, help to keep the house cool - the rusty steel doors, also in the interior, many threads hanging, a refrigerator - incredible -. A steel door onto a wall! Probably had put before the neighbors decide to build another nice gray building, half a meter in front.
Otherwise, the house has more or less come to life thanks to the additions of his painter, paintings, tools, books. In fact it is quite pleasant. But I would not have survived another month and a half as well. Take servis and cross the whole city and all its chaos to reach the known world is simply unthinkable for a period exceeding that which is just past two weeks. No, Al Musafir was going crazy for this too. And even the poor Ahmad, who is merely repeating that he wants to go from here. I try to imagine what it's like to stay here all my life ...
But the fact remains that I was fine in this house - what little there was. know Ahmad was really a tip, as well as the opportunity to speak only Arabic, especially for having met someone really smart and interesting. To find a different point of view, but while inside, on this strange country. Evenings and nights spent talking about the most relaxed in various, from love to philosophy, from art to Lebanon, Syrian President damascene girls ... and often also the artist of his difficult economic conditions right now, to what would come back to Germany, how little he understands the people of his country. I can not say that I do not mind a bit 'special leave so a friendship like this.