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Inebrya Ice Cream Color Hair Chart
Serendipity
from Wikipedia
A famous phrase to describe serendipity is the American biomedical researcher Julius H. Comroe:
"serendipity is looking for a needle in a haystack and find the daughter the farmer. " 
from Wikipedia
A famous phrase to describe serendipity is the American biomedical researcher Julius H. Comroe:
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Newborn Cold Mucus In Throat
Barter
Some time ago I must have looked up information on Internet barter. And I did not find much. Looking for barter and get a lot of sites where you can place ads of all types. But this is not barter. As always, any word on the search engines is a good fit for the people and take it on your site. Okay, then in reality it takes no time to realize that you have been misled.
Today I accidentally went back to try and I ended up on this
I can not say if it's valid or not ... Well, we're not talking about complex systems like e-Bay, but merely a portal to be able to contact and exchange and barter. I liked it. I visited the blog offline and I made a good impression. Since I usually trust the impressions the link also, and as soon as I get home I make a list of things to trade so I threw in there.
Today I accidentally went back to try and I ended up on this
I can not say if it's valid or not ... Well, we're not talking about complex systems like e-Bay, but merely a portal to be able to contact and exchange and barter. I liked it. I visited the blog offline and I made a good impression. Since I usually trust the impressions the link also, and as soon as I get home I make a list of things to trade so I threw in there.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Sample Dental Overdue Recall Letter
Estate in Celleno
Celleno here I am back from ... Another round another trauma of return. Leaving that place is always sad. I spent 6 days almost entirely to practice and playing small guitar until late at night ... I cheered a bit 'the peacock saw that I was always holed up in the wall overlooking Via Roma, sheltered from the wind, watching the myriad of stars in complete silence. Really strange to be there alone. But very nice. A week of complete detachment from everything. The first two days were strange, a bit 'sad because of the lack of all of you, but then rose to see Antony and Ulysses, then I saw Ale, Antonella, Gaia the beautiful and much of the Roman army, with graft Paul and Ida. Well, this made me very well to pass the days of impact with the empty convent. Sundays are spent at the convent with my cousin Melissa's family, Antonio and Emanuele I had not seen a lot and I was quite happy to see. Then Tuesday I was scarrozzato by Gianni and Alessandro in beautiful places and in their fabulous home. I also saw Richard and Leticia, in short, what I want from life? The group of yoga that was at the convent has run one morning also set to make a photographic reportage and peaceful practice ... and I thought the service that would see us all there, and maybe also seeing someone who really knows how to enjoy [: D]
Celleno certainly become a pilgrimage for me from time to time. I enjoyed the moments that I did not have during the internship, such as walking at night in gardens, bedrooms and hallways ... I jumped always gasp when I saw Claudia somewhere to smoke the sigarettina in total darkness ... I have outsourced a great room with vaulted ceiling and fresco where you can fit all my equipment so I could record a little 'and write something. Yes, I'm really happy, too bad it lasted little, just like the stage.
Well, now the rite of meticulous review of all the photos I took, then to bed.
Thanks to all those who've been there and I have done so much good company. Baci
vinz
Celleno certainly become a pilgrimage for me from time to time. I enjoyed the moments that I did not have during the internship, such as walking at night in gardens, bedrooms and hallways ... I jumped always gasp when I saw Claudia somewhere to smoke the sigarettina in total darkness ... I have outsourced a great room with vaulted ceiling and fresco where you can fit all my equipment so I could record a little 'and write something. Yes, I'm really happy, too bad it lasted little, just like the stage.
Well, now the rite of meticulous review of all the photos I took, then to bed.
Thanks to all those who've been there and I have done so much good company. Baci
vinz
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Betty Crocker Molten Lava Cake Recipe
Weekend Summer in the mountains
This weekend, thanks to the bridge on May 1, I'm finally back in the mountains. It was years that I did not walk properly and a good night at high altitude, thus, driven by the idea of \u200b\u200ba couple of friends in Milan have not heard and not seen for at least two years, we left and from there to Roncobello we left for the Trail of the Flowers, the shelter half Capanne2000.
Obviously, given the finest in my practice and my sense of direction, just got to step Branchino, I brought them to the wrong path. 10 minutes from the refuge Alpecorte we realized that was probably down a bit 'too much and in fact share we had to go back. Not bad since the course that we should have done was very short, so we have a little 'long and we enjoyed most of the day. In view of the refuge, the tendon of my right foot began to be felt. A pain all new to me, had clearly made the effort ... evidently loooong rusty. If we put too much of the trip that Nicholas has brought my backpack, I'm just a figure of menga. But that's okay, the walk has galvanized me enough to want to return soon 'on the mountains pei'. Arrived at the shelter began to rain. After a nice drink and after arranging our things in the room we left the shelter of the cable car abandoned. With good salami and a carafe of house wine, we had a good chat on the Two Chief World Systems. Then we came back for dinner, a bit 'of yatzee, about twenty minutes to enjoy the night view and 23 were in bed. The next morning we woke up early, we left to the huts of Mezzeno, that is where we had left the car. Nicholas hoped to make a jump to the Twin Lakes after having deposited their backpacks. But 1) my foot was in a panic 2) upon arrival at the car started to rain. So we opted for a large restaurant and polenta taragna.
Now I hope we can arrange another ride very simple for the weekend of June 2. If someone wants to join come forward now or never!
And now a bit 'of photos ... just to prove that they are really going to walk: P
Obviously, given the finest in my practice and my sense of direction, just got to step Branchino, I brought them to the wrong path. 10 minutes from the refuge Alpecorte we realized that was probably down a bit 'too much and in fact share we had to go back. Not bad since the course that we should have done was very short, so we have a little 'long and we enjoyed most of the day. In view of the refuge, the tendon of my right foot began to be felt. A pain all new to me, had clearly made the effort ... evidently loooong rusty. If we put too much of the trip that Nicholas has brought my backpack, I'm just a figure of menga. But that's okay, the walk has galvanized me enough to want to return soon 'on the mountains pei'. Arrived at the shelter began to rain. After a nice drink and after arranging our things in the room we left the shelter of the cable car abandoned. With good salami and a carafe of house wine, we had a good chat on the Two Chief World Systems. Then we came back for dinner, a bit 'of yatzee, about twenty minutes to enjoy the night view and 23 were in bed. The next morning we woke up early, we left to the huts of Mezzeno, that is where we had left the car. Nicholas hoped to make a jump to the Twin Lakes after having deposited their backpacks. But 1) my foot was in a panic 2) upon arrival at the car started to rain. So we opted for a large restaurant and polenta taragna.
Now I hope we can arrange another ride very simple for the weekend of June 2. If someone wants to join come forward now or never!
And now a bit 'of photos ... just to prove that they are really going to walk: P
How To Get Heartgold To Work On Desmume
A new roommate
Saturday has reached its destination the new roommate of the fence. Since I am studying Arabic it seemed right to put an Arab name, صيف Sayyf ie, that Summer ... in the summer but we are not considering the temperatures and the fact that 'spring' I did not like and would be more difficult to pronounce, I chose this. I'll
monster alone and then in the group. It 'still recognizable because it has white spots on the carapace, which has made the farmer to distinguish those of his age. Now for some 'I would say that 3 may be enough, is the perfect number, and then before you think I'll have to take others into shape Camillo, who has since started to eat very little ...
monster alone and then in the group. It 'still recognizable because it has white spots on the carapace, which has made the farmer to distinguish those of his age. Now for some 'I would say that 3 may be enough, is the perfect number, and then before you think I'll have to take others into shape Camillo, who has since started to eat very little ...
Birthday Presents No Money
A bit 'of memories from 2006 Celleno
A dear friend, Cristina, has made this video with lots of photos taken by the immense photographic archive of the stage of last year's Taichi Celleno. Here
... I update the post by adding the second video, made by Cristina always, this time more inherent to the practice of taichi.
And now we look forward to repeat the wonderful experience ... missing a little over two months! 
A dear friend, Cristina, has made this video with lots of photos taken by the immense photographic archive of the stage of last year's Taichi Celleno. Here
... I update the post by adding the second video, made by Cristina always, this time more inherent to the practice of taichi.
And now we look forward to repeat the wonderful experience ... missing a little over two months!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Howto Get Rainbow Puffle
What I did today ... NXT
Here's what I've done today ... I'm trying to build a robot to replace the cd when I burn a lot together ... I'll explain later if I ever finish it ... Meanwhile, some photos:
Here's what I've done today ... I'm trying to build a robot to replace the cd when I burn a lot together ... I'll explain later if I ever finish it ... Meanwhile, some photos:
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Marriage Invites Funny
The fence comes to life in Padua
Hello handsome boys and beautiful girls ...
As usual my updates are just soooooo incisors and diluted over time. Today will post some pictures of my two little creatures that are finally transferred definitively to the fence where they will spend the next two seasons. Feo's fine, it's pretty lively here and you see who searches the fence. Camillo is fine but he is much more sleepy, that he will not hibernate.
Well, here Camillo and Feo, in April 2007
Besos
Hello handsome boys and beautiful girls ...
As usual my updates are just soooooo incisors and diluted over time. Today will post some pictures of my two little creatures that are finally transferred definitively to the fence where they will spend the next two seasons. Feo's fine, it's pretty lively here and you see who searches the fence. Camillo is fine but he is much more sleepy, that he will not hibernate.
Well, here Camillo and Feo, in April 2007
Besos
Monday, March 19, 2007
Autobuses Expreso Futura?
Stage of Taijiquan with Master Wang Xian
Welcome back to the small space of my blog dedicated to Tai Chi Chuan. Last weekend, or yesterday and the day before yesterday that we were in Padua and we participated in an internship of Master Wang Xian. The Master is one of the Four Warriors of Buddha, in essence one of the custodians of the tradition of Chen Style Taijiquan. In fact we have only participated in the weekend, while for the whole week we were able to train with master instructors in our school.
E 'was hard, for several reasons. Certainly in the first place because that have not yet begun to practice the Chen style, I found a bit 'confused. And in two days we have made a lot of irons in the fire. Maybe I would have preferred us to do a little 'less apporofondendo more, but basically I was already prepared for the worst. When a stage involving more than 70 people is not easy to find the right balance so that all may learn something. But in any case only see the movements of the teacher and learn very little is already a great achievement, given that the Master Wang Xian has never been in Italy and this is the first time it is, exclusively for us.
Ok, just do the braggarts! There are other reasons why I made some effort to concentrate, but it is useless affectionate to bore my dear readers.
The most beautiful thing, as each stage, and keep your loved ones. And in our school there are so many. Has formed a really good group, a large family, and it's nice to meet from time to time and sweat a bit 'set. But we have to wait to reach the maximum Celleno 2007, or summer internship in the province of Viterbo.
a few days I'll put (or linker from the site of the master) some pictures of the stage so you can admire the large group of desperate people.
Now we eat, hello
Update: here is the group photo
Welcome back to the small space of my blog dedicated to Tai Chi Chuan. Last weekend, or yesterday and the day before yesterday that we were in Padua and we participated in an internship of Master Wang Xian. The Master is one of the Four Warriors of Buddha, in essence one of the custodians of the tradition of Chen Style Taijiquan. In fact we have only participated in the weekend, while for the whole week we were able to train with master instructors in our school.
E 'was hard, for several reasons. Certainly in the first place because that have not yet begun to practice the Chen style, I found a bit 'confused. And in two days we have made a lot of irons in the fire. Maybe I would have preferred us to do a little 'less apporofondendo more, but basically I was already prepared for the worst. When a stage involving more than 70 people is not easy to find the right balance so that all may learn something. But in any case only see the movements of the teacher and learn very little is already a great achievement, given that the Master Wang Xian has never been in Italy and this is the first time it is, exclusively for us.
Ok, just do the braggarts! There are other reasons why I made some effort to concentrate, but it is useless affectionate to bore my dear readers.
The most beautiful thing, as each stage, and keep your loved ones. And in our school there are so many. Has formed a really good group, a large family, and it's nice to meet from time to time and sweat a bit 'set. But we have to wait to reach the maximum Celleno 2007, or summer internship in the province of Viterbo.
a few days I'll put (or linker from the site of the master) some pictures of the stage so you can admire the large group of desperate people.
Now we eat, hello
Update: here is the group photo
Saturday, March 3, 2007
Bath Houses In Alabama
America 2007
INDIANAPOLIS
Here I am, it's time to write these few lines on travel in America. Sit back and let this virtual trip to divide them into sections for ease of reading, so you can read it in installments if you like.
summarize the early stages of the trip without going too much take-off from Malpensa with Vladi and Bonfa, the first stop in Philadelphia. Vladi
Here we are left to catch a flight to Indianapolis while we we move to Chicago where, after having walked a mile in the airport giant, we meet with Fang. Great joy, great sympathy and positivity, hugs and kisses and the first beer and Fang Bonfa beginning to ask for comment on the fact that the identity card to have any alcohol that tastes like dirty water. We board to Indianapolis where we arrived around 20 or so, and here's the first surprise: my luggage did not arrive at your destination. We get a nice tour at the airport with fangs that lovingly joked with the butts of the lost luggage office, stating that in a few days I begin to smell, then go to the banquet of the National and ask the Volvo brand that will take us ; around the states. Meanwhile
fumarmi I go out for a cigarette and discovered that the temperature is REALLY low, I'm a little dress and my luggage is somewhere ... the thing I definitely ruin the atmosphere since the start of holiday classic, but I remain hopeful if somewhat sadly. We reach the Knights Inn, where we expected and we Vladi rooms.
We wander a bit 'for the city that does not offer anything interesting, we enter a room where we make a meal of tenderloin that I did not enjoy at all because of the cold that I inhibits the taste. Outside the temperature is always lower, and while I sbarbello for stunning travel and cold, I notice that a lot of people are out of the building to smoke, in shirt sleeves!
We go out, we take a trip during which I can not help but sporconare continuously with cold (-20 ° C), and we retire to the hotel. Zanna here wearing the mask from his beautiful doctor because, he says, not willing to take my European bacillus, but in the end that takes and takes her home.
The day after we play our American breakfast at the Waffle House, where we start Fang to the delights of eggs, bacon, harshbrown, of course, waffles, coffee (that is, the drink made of water and a minimum of caffeine) and ketchup at will. To be honest, the American breakfast has bewitched me. At this point we leave Vlad and Bonfa at the stage where there is the fair accessories for motorcycles, which involves looking for business contacts. Our first stop, at this point, is the pharmacy. Fang really wants to fill me with medicine for my slight catarrh, then back into the car and begin our tour.
At Indianapolis we see the circuit with the adjacent car museum which will attach some photos when you send me the Fang because I have not done. Then we go to the Museum of the American Indians where there is much to see except some works that Andy Warhol made immediately before his death, really interesting. We eat prepackaged salad in a hurry not to miss Indiana State Museum is about to close, and proposes an exhibition of such a Natural History and the other side, but nothing that particularly fascinates me. In the end, to lift the morale call to the airport and discover that my luggage has already been sent to the motel. The thing I moltisssssimo raises, then go back to the hotel. The guy at reception is a little 'stories because someone had the bright idea to write the name of the label of the bag Bonfa, but eventually became convinced that it is mine and it gives me. After a bit 'camp-let's enjoy a nice jazz concert in a little small and very crowded little place where a musician plays with his band. Vladi Bonfa and instead they find the strength to reach because they are exhausted by dinner with Koreans, have their clients present at the fair with their stand. After a little 'good music we leave the room and we begin to wander in the industrial area take some pictures ... Note that in Indianapolis there is a pipe if not many industries and illuminatissime fumosissime.
NASHVILLE
The first real stop on our tour is Nashville. Let Vladi Indianapolis airport and depart. The trip row away rather smooth, aided by the Cruise of Volvo, which is that little key that maintains a preset speed without having to keep a foot on the accelerator ... and we want to talk about the automatic transmission? the fact that when you squeeze the brake, you must not think the clutch ... So let's talk about: the wonderful innovation on the one hand you semplicizza of bad driving and the other life you get used to the lack of attention, basically what you do? accelerate, brake (all with the same foot) and steer. A few photos here and there, a stop for a quick meal from which I will not because my stomach did not like very much up-and-down road we have traveled.
Finally we get to Nashville. At first glance it does not say much, a handful of blocks and a lot of illumination. We find the Knights Inn and we place our stuff and then begin our tour. From now on we understand that this is a special place. The main street is home to a number of local full of movement and music. Each room has its own group that plays, music, overflowing into the street. We can not help but get in each one, Berci something and listen to the group on duty.
The most beautiful restaurant, perhaps the oldest, is Tootsies, a pub on two floors, the ground floor with a little minipalco, counter, small tables with sgabbelli, a myriad of photos on the walls, crowded, and the second floor slightly with a second large room dedicated to the stage. So play two groups, one above and one below. We hear and we sit next to a couple who after having talked a little 'us with the classic curiosity, shamelessly indulges in sexual gruesome theaters. But everything is normal, we are in the States and at any moment could jump on a pack of hungry women ... but it does not happen, and it is good, because a couple would be enough to crush us and reduce us as sole.
We move from one room to another dock at the Bluegrass Inn too late, is playing a great team ... think a bit '... Bluegrass, but we are running out. Fang is approached by a lady and wild dancing, she will have about forty years, the beautiful daughter in the company of a friend sitting at the table and laughs. They end up dancing and the lady comes to get a chat with us, as usual people are very open and curious. We leave the room and go back to the hotel aware of the fact that this first stage is worth more time, so we will stay another day to enjoy fully the situation. The next day we visit the Music Museum in Nashville but we are so unlucky that it is closed for a private party, a little further, however, awaits the Musicians Hall of Fame. Of course we jumped in. The place is full of tools that belonged to famous musicians, photos, and now become pieces of modern machinery. Lunch is quick to re-immerse ourselves as quickly as possible in music. And we're back to roam the premises already quite alive in the early afternoon, especially Tootsie coutry that has a group on the style of Cash, as the first singer has the same voice. Then comes a new singer in place of the first and start playing again. Next to these there is a nice local music store with a nice sign that says you buy used guitars. We therefore find the attractive offers and enter for a ride. Bonfa had spotted from the outside, a guitar that she loves and wants to always (Gibson Firebird), and we must recognize this is just beautiful. The small guitar is hanging in the middle of a string of Gibson, we draw and label stuns us: 5000 and spends dollars ... we take the ride to the store. I eyed a Tacoma acoustic tiny and I fell in love ... $ 400 ... back to us around the premises. Finally we enter a shop paccottaglia ... that in America there are so many knick-knacks of all kinds. We take the time to choose some silly little thought for our fellow snacks, the Racing Department, which has now in Bergamo in via Finazzi compose a new piece. Not to be outdone by buying a souvenir to be able to do some small guitar played during car trips, those written with Nashville, with Harmony brand (from milleottocentosarcazzo) ... and Made in China. So we decide to make a leap in motels and then look for a place to spend time on a good dinner. The place is excellent, great meat, a waitress very polite and courteous, which also offers the sweet, a cake, he said the lighter, a single slice to be divided into three ... I believe that we have not even finished the cheesecake. Afterward, he finally exploded the bomb he carried Bonfa below for a while '. He failed to stay longer. When the bill came and did the classic Fang calculation of 20% to leave a tip, our Pharaoh saw no more: you can not, repeat, fuck that means leaving a tip so high? Fang And to give him rope, but it is right, because they receive no salary, their income is based only on what they get a tip, they are also encouraged to behave better. E Bonfa, not because it makes no sense, I'm Italian, what do I know I have to tip if I had not heard from you I would not give me tips and nobody would say anything. Fang And, yes, but I told you and now you know how it works ... Pharaoh eventually found himself in the minority and had to succumb to add that I did a couple of dollars to reach 22% because seemed to us very polite than the average. Meanwhile, the lady behind TomTom (ie, Zanna), accompanied by two ladies and a boy comes over and asks where we are. In short, another gang curious accent. Let's go back to run for local, like the other times you start with Tootsies, then, may fall out on the sidewalk in front of the eye ... ok, the united states the roads are great, but how is it that on this side there are many local as well as on the sidewalk in front but there is no movement? This is a challenge to the Pharaoh who urges us to conquer the untamed side. We enter the first room we see two people at the counter, two persons to serve on the stage a group of a couple of heavyweights, a bassist sulky, a guitarist and a drummer but I did not see on the tonnage of the singer, but with a remarkable voice. A few minutes later an old man comes out completely. For those who know Milan Stezzano Gigi is not hard to imagine since it was practically the same in all movements, or almost. He started taking pictures with us, let us his other photos, etc.. Tired of hearing and only cover, we did ask TomTom to make a piece just Zanna. The heavyweights: the guy on acoustic guitar / vocals and the girl at the vocals have done their part and we were all happy and content, while the local girls came in 5-6. So we got up (the girls were not worth the stop of the group). Already tired of the dark side of the road there we re-crossed. It was Tuesday, then Mardi Gras. You say: how come you were not in New Orleans where the carnival is celebrated all over the known world? Because if you look at a map you will find that landing on a Saturday night in Indianapolis is not really a joke down to New Orleans ... In short, we seek a path that we have talked about where we celebrate the carnival. We find it: besides the classic view from side street in American cinema, and many people with so much movement in the air and local ladies who karaokeggiano particularly handsome, not promises anything special. Let's go back to the center and we run into a store only of boots. You stop to take some pictures and try a couple, finally returns to the Bluegrass Inn, a trip to the Tootsie built with great manifestation of nationalism: the singer of the group calls the second floor on the bar all dressed up by a soldier that is thanks people like him that ammerrega is a place so beautiful and free. All proudly happy, sing songs praising the country loudly by all present, the soldier who does everything a speech that I did not understand, then go up a bit 'of girls on the bar and away from Sweet Home Alabama, during the holiday we really felt in all contexts! Before returning to the motel find a room that we had not noticed before, the Fuel. He was playing a really good group of rock with many voices, too bad they were last song.
MEMPHIS
arrive in Memphis which is the time lunch, or so. Then we stopped to eat at a place where one cigarette butts to the chest and asks us where we are when we hear of Bergamo, near Milan heats and begins to talk about his first love, a Milanese who had hosted at home its Via Veneto ... oh how beautiful, or, so far as romantic, and meanwhile we SBAFO burgers, salads, kebabs local. In short, a good American meal as it should. We go out there and do a tour in search of the premises in downtown, where he will spend the evening. The main street is filled with bars, even if an air smells a bit 'more touristy than it was in Nashville. We have no particular event, visit the baseball stadium and wander a bit 'in search of a motel within walking distance from the center until we see the sign of a motel, the Kings Court. We note that it is quite Scaccioni can go well, so we enter and, after hearing the price, catches the three-bed room. Room that has a strong smell of mold, the sheets treasured old stains, burns, tears. Fang explains that the Indians (not Native, Indian immigrants) are the dirtiest. Ok, do not generalize, but in fact visited the motel so far, this is the dirtiest. But that's okay with us, spend little, we are located in the center, there are women who complain that the follow hygienic conditions. For one night you can do.
lodged things in our room and decide it's time visit the Sun Studios, the recording studio where Elvis recorded his first song, a piece that he wanted to dedicate to his mother for her birthday. The place is rather small and is dedicated to a particular part of the museum. The guide, a very nice guy and very good at being understood, took us around the rooms telling the founder of Sun, Sam Phillips, and the various artists who have gone there, from Elvis to U2. After that, got the last room, which is the hall where you register, we explained that the Sun Studios you can register at $ 75 per hour and can affect those who want a track from a list of items to be karaoke at $ 30, After you deliver the CD with the label Sun Records and have your own personalized souvenir. Of course as soon as Fang and Bonfa have heard me saying I should now studded absolutely record a piece and I would have funded one third each for the cost of registration. So in the end I had no choice. I fanned the complete list of parts with the usual indecision and I chose Crazy Little Thing Called Love, an old warhorse of the Stepmother, a band made up years ago by me, tusk, Pisu perix / jack (perix, Where Art Thou?). I'm going to record the piece and half goes to the ball, so you need to change track and I decided to do Every breath ... Sting. None of that, my friends all excited, I'm a bit 'less, but finally I have my cd with a label that I can frame and keep for the grandchildren show ...
The home of Elvis is a Villon, with some branches, but otherwise that, the tourism industry made in the USA has built around a world of buses that ply, guides, shops gadgets, clothes Elvis museum, museum of machines, Elvis, Elvis' private jet, private plane of the daughter of Elvis. We take our great business, we head for the bus, there is a billboard with a picture of the villa, all who pass to take the van is put in front of the billboard and a girl makes a pretty picture, and then climb on the bus you arrive at home. Within the audio guide tells you the second floor is closed for confidentiality to the deceased (at the side of confidentiality because the rest has become a playground). Then we come to the living room, dining room, kitchen, then down across the room mirrors that has three televisions, stereo and record collection that belonged to Elvis. Climb up and move to the living room setting to a jungle where the wall has been transformed into a waterfall. You go out and you move to a large room used as a museum, where there is a bit 'of various objects, including a bed of white hair all taken from the second floor (the one that you can not see for reasons of privacy). Then a large room that was the study of Elvis with a lot of videos shot on his return from military service that shows that it was just what the big room where they had taken ... and then a separate wing where Elvis kept his received hundreds of gold records, newspaper articles, posters, etc.. Yet another separate wing where the walls are dotted with several other awards. And around the house is finished, just missing the tombs which are all in the garden. A final farewell to Elvis before returning to base camp where we will counter with a lot of plastic bags. Remember the picture I was talking about before you take the bus? Here, while you do your ride, they print a great blow, and places you in photos, zoom, and various magnets, then, at this point, trying to sell all at $ 15 if I remember correctly. Obviously there shit least their attempt to profit from the museum and spend some clothes before and after the museum of machines. Note how the output of each of these places there is a shop, a giftshop 'ad hoc'. And finally the plane private, in which Fang sits on a comfortable seat for visitors until I point out that there's a good sign that politely asks you not to touch anything. Even the air has its dividing screens that explain the use that was made of each room. Then he switches to the second plane, the jet's daughter, but is much smaller and you see everything at a glance what's inside. After the tour we depart towards the city of the blues, Clarksdale. 
CLARCKSDALE
We move to Clarksdale, the city of the blues in Bonfa read great things about his Lonely Planet guide. We are in turmoil because the white man starts to run low and you only see blacks around. Nothing that has to do with racism or anything, just makes strange being in a place where the houses are all pretty devastated and ruined as only Americans can be prefabricated and away from the lights of Nashville or Memphis. We are in the south and what scares the right. Clarksdale reveals a city still, dark and almost ghost. Let the premises indicated on the usual driving TomTomZanna passes near but not even realize it and pull straight, we stop in one of those classic American market and gas station explain how to get to the place. To achieve is not very inspiring. From intimidating out there, but aware that we begin to intimidate a bit 'more than they should get out of the car and peeked inside. The environment is beautiful, there's a bit 'of people and no one has the face of natural born killers, then close the machine and enter. Like the other times people welcomed us very happy and curious. We discover that the room was opened by Bill Luckett, Morgan Freeman and Howard Stovall. We eat good catfish after which we turn away those 10 minutes to search the motel that we will host for the night. In truth above Ground Zero, there are rooms, but they are too beautiful (that clash a bit 'with the aesthetic the room) and cost too much. We end up at the Royal Inn, another motel run by Indians in India but this time it seems much cleaner than the last. We arrange our things, I have time to write two lines on the blog and go back to Ground Zero where we expect a night a little 'detail. In fact, on Wednesday evening is dedicated to the free stage, essentially takes the stage and those who want to play. There is an interesting group that performs at the beginning, and it is certainly a blues jam with a guy wearing a colored vest and holds two knurled metal cutlery, streaked on the vest, make a rhythm. After a few pieces left the stage to a group of Israelis who come to Israel to learn the blues. They begin to play. Really crap ... were not bad at all, certainly the singer was a bora absolute, and the Israelis still see bearded blues sound is a bit 'species. So much so that for a while 'no one applauds, what really distressing, the end pieces and nobody claps. They were a little 'pain, then we start to some applause. Then over time other people take the stage and create interesting jam. Certainly the room is the evening, with or without music in thickness. Then comes a different kind of color that have had at least 70 years that embraces the guitar and makes his song, truly, has raised the evening. Only when we discover who is a producer that goes from time to time to look for new talent ... clearly this evening did not discover any new talent. After the evening we retire to our motel, but in the journey I was a little peckish I decide to put down a double hamburger from Wendy. Bridged the gap back to the Royal Inn and we put ourselves to bed. 
NEW ORLEANS
NewOrleans On the road to meet a nice town that seems a far cry from the little villages have seen so far. This is Natchez, a former English colony. The town is well kept, the houses are all brick, planting firmly on the ground unlike the classic prefab American. We find that in cities there are about thirty houses open to the public but we have no time, the journey is long and NO we can not stop too demanding. So we end up at the cemetery that is gigantic and fully explored by car. Here my traveling companions, but most TomTomZanna, taking a myriad of photos, apparently the tombstones are a good person, we'll see. After this merry wander continue the journey.
INDIANAPOLIS
Here I am, it's time to write these few lines on travel in America. Sit back and let this virtual trip to divide them into sections for ease of reading, so you can read it in installments if you like.
summarize the early stages of the trip without going too much take-off from Malpensa with Vladi and Bonfa, the first stop in Philadelphia. Vladi
Here we are left to catch a flight to Indianapolis while we we move to Chicago where, after having walked a mile in the airport giant, we meet with Fang. Great joy, great sympathy and positivity, hugs and kisses and the first beer and Fang Bonfa beginning to ask for comment on the fact that the identity card to have any alcohol that tastes like dirty water. We board to Indianapolis where we arrived around 20 or so, and here's the first surprise: my luggage did not arrive at your destination. We get a nice tour at the airport with fangs that lovingly joked with the butts of the lost luggage office, stating that in a few days I begin to smell, then go to the banquet of the National and ask the Volvo brand that will take us ; around the states. Meanwhile
fumarmi I go out for a cigarette and discovered that the temperature is REALLY low, I'm a little dress and my luggage is somewhere ... the thing I definitely ruin the atmosphere since the start of holiday classic, but I remain hopeful if somewhat sadly. We reach the Knights Inn, where we expected and we Vladi rooms.
We wander a bit 'for the city that does not offer anything interesting, we enter a room where we make a meal of tenderloin that I did not enjoy at all because of the cold that I inhibits the taste. Outside the temperature is always lower, and while I sbarbello for stunning travel and cold, I notice that a lot of people are out of the building to smoke, in shirt sleeves!
We go out, we take a trip during which I can not help but sporconare continuously with cold (-20 ° C), and we retire to the hotel. Zanna here wearing the mask from his beautiful doctor because, he says, not willing to take my European bacillus, but in the end that takes and takes her home.
The day after we play our American breakfast at the Waffle House, where we start Fang to the delights of eggs, bacon, harshbrown, of course, waffles, coffee (that is, the drink made of water and a minimum of caffeine) and ketchup at will. To be honest, the American breakfast has bewitched me. At this point we leave Vlad and Bonfa at the stage where there is the fair accessories for motorcycles, which involves looking for business contacts. Our first stop, at this point, is the pharmacy. Fang really wants to fill me with medicine for my slight catarrh, then back into the car and begin our tour.
At Indianapolis we see the circuit with the adjacent car museum which will attach some photos when you send me the Fang because I have not done. Then we go to the Museum of the American Indians where there is much to see except some works that Andy Warhol made immediately before his death, really interesting. We eat prepackaged salad in a hurry not to miss Indiana State Museum is about to close, and proposes an exhibition of such a Natural History and the other side, but nothing that particularly fascinates me. In the end, to lift the morale call to the airport and discover that my luggage has already been sent to the motel. The thing I moltisssssimo raises, then go back to the hotel. The guy at reception is a little 'stories because someone had the bright idea to write the name of the label of the bag Bonfa, but eventually became convinced that it is mine and it gives me. After a bit 'camp-let's enjoy a nice jazz concert in a little small and very crowded little place where a musician plays with his band. Vladi Bonfa and instead they find the strength to reach because they are exhausted by dinner with Koreans, have their clients present at the fair with their stand. After a little 'good music we leave the room and we begin to wander in the industrial area take some pictures ... Note that in Indianapolis there is a pipe if not many industries and illuminatissime fumosissime.
NASHVILLE
The first real stop on our tour is Nashville. Let Vladi Indianapolis airport and depart. The trip row away rather smooth, aided by the Cruise of Volvo, which is that little key that maintains a preset speed without having to keep a foot on the accelerator ... and we want to talk about the automatic transmission? the fact that when you squeeze the brake, you must not think the clutch ... So let's talk about: the wonderful innovation on the one hand you semplicizza of bad driving and the other life you get used to the lack of attention, basically what you do? accelerate, brake (all with the same foot) and steer. A few photos here and there, a stop for a quick meal from which I will not because my stomach did not like very much up-and-down road we have traveled.
Finally we get to Nashville. At first glance it does not say much, a handful of blocks and a lot of illumination. We find the Knights Inn and we place our stuff and then begin our tour. From now on we understand that this is a special place. The main street is home to a number of local full of movement and music. Each room has its own group that plays, music, overflowing into the street. We can not help but get in each one, Berci something and listen to the group on duty.
The most beautiful restaurant, perhaps the oldest, is Tootsies, a pub on two floors, the ground floor with a little minipalco, counter, small tables with sgabbelli, a myriad of photos on the walls, crowded, and the second floor slightly with a second large room dedicated to the stage. So play two groups, one above and one below. We hear and we sit next to a couple who after having talked a little 'us with the classic curiosity, shamelessly indulges in sexual gruesome theaters. But everything is normal, we are in the States and at any moment could jump on a pack of hungry women ... but it does not happen, and it is good, because a couple would be enough to crush us and reduce us as sole.
We move from one room to another dock at the Bluegrass Inn too late, is playing a great team ... think a bit '... Bluegrass, but we are running out. Fang is approached by a lady and wild dancing, she will have about forty years, the beautiful daughter in the company of a friend sitting at the table and laughs. They end up dancing and the lady comes to get a chat with us, as usual people are very open and curious. We leave the room and go back to the hotel aware of the fact that this first stage is worth more time, so we will stay another day to enjoy fully the situation. The next day we visit the Music Museum in Nashville but we are so unlucky that it is closed for a private party, a little further, however, awaits the Musicians Hall of Fame. Of course we jumped in. The place is full of tools that belonged to famous musicians, photos, and now become pieces of modern machinery. Lunch is quick to re-immerse ourselves as quickly as possible in music. And we're back to roam the premises already quite alive in the early afternoon, especially Tootsie coutry that has a group on the style of Cash, as the first singer has the same voice. Then comes a new singer in place of the first and start playing again. Next to these there is a nice local music store with a nice sign that says you buy used guitars. We therefore find the attractive offers and enter for a ride. Bonfa had spotted from the outside, a guitar that she loves and wants to always (Gibson Firebird), and we must recognize this is just beautiful. The small guitar is hanging in the middle of a string of Gibson, we draw and label stuns us: 5000 and spends dollars ... we take the ride to the store. I eyed a Tacoma acoustic tiny and I fell in love ... $ 400 ... back to us around the premises. Finally we enter a shop paccottaglia ... that in America there are so many knick-knacks of all kinds. We take the time to choose some silly little thought for our fellow snacks, the Racing Department, which has now in Bergamo in via Finazzi compose a new piece. Not to be outdone by buying a souvenir to be able to do some small guitar played during car trips, those written with Nashville, with Harmony brand (from milleottocentosarcazzo) ... and Made in China. So we decide to make a leap in motels and then look for a place to spend time on a good dinner. The place is excellent, great meat, a waitress very polite and courteous, which also offers the sweet, a cake, he said the lighter, a single slice to be divided into three ... I believe that we have not even finished the cheesecake. Afterward, he finally exploded the bomb he carried Bonfa below for a while '. He failed to stay longer. When the bill came and did the classic Fang calculation of 20% to leave a tip, our Pharaoh saw no more: you can not, repeat, fuck that means leaving a tip so high? Fang And to give him rope, but it is right, because they receive no salary, their income is based only on what they get a tip, they are also encouraged to behave better. E Bonfa, not because it makes no sense, I'm Italian, what do I know I have to tip if I had not heard from you I would not give me tips and nobody would say anything. Fang And, yes, but I told you and now you know how it works ... Pharaoh eventually found himself in the minority and had to succumb to add that I did a couple of dollars to reach 22% because seemed to us very polite than the average. Meanwhile, the lady behind TomTom (ie, Zanna), accompanied by two ladies and a boy comes over and asks where we are. In short, another gang curious accent. Let's go back to run for local, like the other times you start with Tootsies, then, may fall out on the sidewalk in front of the eye ... ok, the united states the roads are great, but how is it that on this side there are many local as well as on the sidewalk in front but there is no movement? This is a challenge to the Pharaoh who urges us to conquer the untamed side. We enter the first room we see two people at the counter, two persons to serve on the stage a group of a couple of heavyweights, a bassist sulky, a guitarist and a drummer but I did not see on the tonnage of the singer, but with a remarkable voice. A few minutes later an old man comes out completely. For those who know Milan Stezzano Gigi is not hard to imagine since it was practically the same in all movements, or almost. He started taking pictures with us, let us his other photos, etc.. Tired of hearing and only cover, we did ask TomTom to make a piece just Zanna. The heavyweights: the guy on acoustic guitar / vocals and the girl at the vocals have done their part and we were all happy and content, while the local girls came in 5-6. So we got up (the girls were not worth the stop of the group). Already tired of the dark side of the road there we re-crossed. It was Tuesday, then Mardi Gras. You say: how come you were not in New Orleans where the carnival is celebrated all over the known world? Because if you look at a map you will find that landing on a Saturday night in Indianapolis is not really a joke down to New Orleans ... In short, we seek a path that we have talked about where we celebrate the carnival. We find it: besides the classic view from side street in American cinema, and many people with so much movement in the air and local ladies who karaokeggiano particularly handsome, not promises anything special. Let's go back to the center and we run into a store only of boots. You stop to take some pictures and try a couple, finally returns to the Bluegrass Inn, a trip to the Tootsie built with great manifestation of nationalism: the singer of the group calls the second floor on the bar all dressed up by a soldier that is thanks people like him that ammerrega is a place so beautiful and free. All proudly happy, sing songs praising the country loudly by all present, the soldier who does everything a speech that I did not understand, then go up a bit 'of girls on the bar and away from Sweet Home Alabama, during the holiday we really felt in all contexts! Before returning to the motel find a room that we had not noticed before, the Fuel. He was playing a really good group of rock with many voices, too bad they were last song.
MEMPHIS
arrive in Memphis which is the time lunch, or so. Then we stopped to eat at a place where one cigarette butts to the chest and asks us where we are when we hear of Bergamo, near Milan heats and begins to talk about his first love, a Milanese who had hosted at home its Via Veneto ... oh how beautiful, or, so far as romantic, and meanwhile we SBAFO burgers, salads, kebabs local. In short, a good American meal as it should. We go out there and do a tour in search of the premises in downtown, where he will spend the evening. The main street is filled with bars, even if an air smells a bit 'more touristy than it was in Nashville. We have no particular event, visit the baseball stadium and wander a bit 'in search of a motel within walking distance from the center until we see the sign of a motel, the Kings Court. We note that it is quite Scaccioni can go well, so we enter and, after hearing the price, catches the three-bed room. Room that has a strong smell of mold, the sheets treasured old stains, burns, tears. Fang explains that the Indians (not Native, Indian immigrants) are the dirtiest. Ok, do not generalize, but in fact visited the motel so far, this is the dirtiest. But that's okay with us, spend little, we are located in the center, there are women who complain that the follow hygienic conditions. For one night you can do.
lodged things in our room and decide it's time visit the Sun Studios, the recording studio where Elvis recorded his first song, a piece that he wanted to dedicate to his mother for her birthday. The place is rather small and is dedicated to a particular part of the museum. The guide, a very nice guy and very good at being understood, took us around the rooms telling the founder of Sun, Sam Phillips, and the various artists who have gone there, from Elvis to U2. After that, got the last room, which is the hall where you register, we explained that the Sun Studios you can register at $ 75 per hour and can affect those who want a track from a list of items to be karaoke at $ 30, After you deliver the CD with the label Sun Records and have your own personalized souvenir. Of course as soon as Fang and Bonfa have heard me saying I should now studded absolutely record a piece and I would have funded one third each for the cost of registration. So in the end I had no choice. I fanned the complete list of parts with the usual indecision and I chose Crazy Little Thing Called Love, an old warhorse of the Stepmother, a band made up years ago by me, tusk, Pisu perix / jack (perix, Where Art Thou?). I'm going to record the piece and half goes to the ball, so you need to change track and I decided to do Every breath ... Sting. None of that, my friends all excited, I'm a bit 'less, but finally I have my cd with a label that I can frame and keep for the grandchildren show ...
ask how to get to Graceland, home of Elvis, but they say we have already closed, and then refer to the following day. In the evening we go to dinner in one of the most renowned restaurants in Memphis and, of course, signaled by the guide. The place is called Rendezvous and serves specialties such as ribs (Pork ribs) cooked with barbeque. I do not have with me the photo, but I hope in time you send me the tusk to show: there comes a very big and dark brown block that leaves us at a glance some 'forbidden, then we begin to bite and we realize that the color is given by the quantity of spices that cover the ribs are very tender and great. Really a great eaten, and now that I think about approaching the lunch hour, I can only drool at the thought. Excellent, Highly recommended to those who are over there! In any case, the Barbeque is the specialty of the area, then the pork ribs are a bit 'everywhere. After dinner we turn to the main street, look at all the locals from the outside because everyone has an entrance fee. At the end we decide for a local group that is where we hear a piece of Hendrix. The guy at the entrance is a bit 'of theater before us into pretending that we will get a special price ... humor him and enter. We order two beers and a whiskey, I say 'I'll offer this tour I' go with the girl and beverage account, I say 'we pay you the next', we spend $ 26, but one reason is more or less valid, glasses of beer targati BBKing are present. The group that plays is really good but did not satisfy our thirst for music, then finished the concert we go out and enter the room in front of where he plays a really wonderful group, The Dempseys. These guys we had already noticed a couple of hours earlier, but then we went further, seeing I am sorry to be passed over because they are really good. Drummer, guitarist and bass. Make a circus, a bit apart real fast 'rockabilly, a little' blues, a little 'country, a mischiotto short, the only so far they do their own songs. We are looking at them in their developments, then make a break. We remain in the room because we can not lose, then when they take up one piece and leave us slightly short. But I'm so excited that they finally buy a cd, although I would have preferred a DVD, since they are truly a sight to see. The next day we visit the Museum of Rock & Soul. Unfortunately, there is a museum next to the Gibson factory. I say unfortunately because we have an hour before you start the tour inside the factory and we want use this time to work on the museum. The choice turns out to be wrong, because the museum is really nice, inside was driven by classic audio guide, a kind of ipod which explains the different sections, the difference compared to other museums have seen so far is that this audio guide contains hundreds of pieces of music . Around the museum there are jukebox with the playlist corresponding to the subject and through the audio guide can also listen to all, having the time. In short there is to get lost but we do not have time because TomTom goes to arrive in time to tour the Gibson factory. That actually is nothing of that. A nice jaunty little girl makes us a guide, it is not clear what the fuck it says, there is great noise in the factory, so all that remains is to look around and get an idea. Sin, the museum really worth much more. But now our time is up now, you have to run to Graceland and then go to the next destination, Clarksdale.
The home of Elvis is a Villon, with some branches, but otherwise that, the tourism industry made in the USA has built around a world of buses that ply, guides, shops gadgets, clothes Elvis museum, museum of machines, Elvis, Elvis' private jet, private plane of the daughter of Elvis. We take our great business, we head for the bus, there is a billboard with a picture of the villa, all who pass to take the van is put in front of the billboard and a girl makes a pretty picture, and then climb on the bus you arrive at home. Within the audio guide tells you the second floor is closed for confidentiality to the deceased (at the side of confidentiality because the rest has become a playground). Then we come to the living room, dining room, kitchen, then down across the room mirrors that has three televisions, stereo and record collection that belonged to Elvis. Climb up and move to the living room setting to a jungle where the wall has been transformed into a waterfall. You go out and you move to a large room used as a museum, where there is a bit 'of various objects, including a bed of white hair all taken from the second floor (the one that you can not see for reasons of privacy). Then a large room that was the study of Elvis with a lot of videos shot on his return from military service that shows that it was just what the big room where they had taken ... and then a separate wing where Elvis kept his received hundreds of gold records, newspaper articles, posters, etc.. Yet another separate wing where the walls are dotted with several other awards. And around the house is finished, just missing the tombs which are all in the garden. A final farewell to Elvis before returning to base camp where we will counter with a lot of plastic bags. Remember the picture I was talking about before you take the bus? Here, while you do your ride, they print a great blow, and places you in photos, zoom, and various magnets, then, at this point, trying to sell all at $ 15 if I remember correctly. Obviously there shit least their attempt to profit from the museum and spend some clothes before and after the museum of machines. Note how the output of each of these places there is a shop, a giftshop 'ad hoc'. And finally the plane private, in which Fang sits on a comfortable seat for visitors until I point out that there's a good sign that politely asks you not to touch anything. Even the air has its dividing screens that explain the use that was made of each room. Then he switches to the second plane, the jet's daughter, but is much smaller and you see everything at a glance what's inside. After the tour we depart towards the city of the blues, Clarksdale.
CLARCKSDALE
We move to Clarksdale, the city of the blues in Bonfa read great things about his Lonely Planet guide. We are in turmoil because the white man starts to run low and you only see blacks around. Nothing that has to do with racism or anything, just makes strange being in a place where the houses are all pretty devastated and ruined as only Americans can be prefabricated and away from the lights of Nashville or Memphis. We are in the south and what scares the right. Clarksdale reveals a city still, dark and almost ghost. Let the premises indicated on the usual driving TomTomZanna passes near but not even realize it and pull straight, we stop in one of those classic American market and gas station explain how to get to the place. To achieve is not very inspiring. From intimidating out there, but aware that we begin to intimidate a bit 'more than they should get out of the car and peeked inside. The environment is beautiful, there's a bit 'of people and no one has the face of natural born killers, then close the machine and enter. Like the other times people welcomed us very happy and curious. We discover that the room was opened by Bill Luckett, Morgan Freeman and Howard Stovall. We eat good catfish after which we turn away those 10 minutes to search the motel that we will host for the night. In truth above Ground Zero, there are rooms, but they are too beautiful (that clash a bit 'with the aesthetic the room) and cost too much. We end up at the Royal Inn, another motel run by Indians in India but this time it seems much cleaner than the last. We arrange our things, I have time to write two lines on the blog and go back to Ground Zero where we expect a night a little 'detail. In fact, on Wednesday evening is dedicated to the free stage, essentially takes the stage and those who want to play. There is an interesting group that performs at the beginning, and it is certainly a blues jam with a guy wearing a colored vest and holds two knurled metal cutlery, streaked on the vest, make a rhythm. After a few pieces left the stage to a group of Israelis who come to Israel to learn the blues. They begin to play. Really crap ... were not bad at all, certainly the singer was a bora absolute, and the Israelis still see bearded blues sound is a bit 'species. So much so that for a while 'no one applauds, what really distressing, the end pieces and nobody claps. They were a little 'pain, then we start to some applause. Then over time other people take the stage and create interesting jam. Certainly the room is the evening, with or without music in thickness. Then comes a different kind of color that have had at least 70 years that embraces the guitar and makes his song, truly, has raised the evening. Only when we discover who is a producer that goes from time to time to look for new talent ... clearly this evening did not discover any new talent. After the evening we retire to our motel, but in the journey I was a little peckish I decide to put down a double hamburger from Wendy. Bridged the gap back to the Royal Inn and we put ourselves to bed.
NEW ORLEANS
NewOrleans On the road to meet a nice town that seems a far cry from the little villages have seen so far. This is Natchez, a former English colony. The town is well kept, the houses are all brick, planting firmly on the ground unlike the classic prefab American. We find that in cities there are about thirty houses open to the public but we have no time, the journey is long and NO we can not stop too demanding. So we end up at the cemetery that is gigantic and fully explored by car. Here my traveling companions, but most TomTomZanna, taking a myriad of photos, apparently the tombstones are a good person, we'll see. After this merry wander continue the journey.
In this regard I do not have much to say, it was a little chatter ', listened to great music (Jack FM is the frequency that has delighted our trip for most of the time since our arrival in Indianapolis), and slept. I open my eyes and are bottled in tangential NO. We were expecting something different, more spartan, but in fact the city has nothing spartan, there are many huge apartment blocks, a stage of fear, a beastly traffic. Let the French Quarter is the only thing for sure from our guide. This we can achieve without too much trouble, then we look for a place to store your luggage for the next 2 nights and end up at Motel 8, another famous American chain. We go now in the center. The place is now more tourist visa so far. Later we discover that tourism these days is crap, because there are still two cruise ships in port and 8000 tourists around the French Quarter, while in general, they say, everything is still quite firm. The premises are less satisfactory, that is, everything seems less rustic, but we do not intimidate. The main feature of this is that many local exhibit a lot of pictures of half-naked women, club red light in short, alternating with other rooms with balconies from which emerge the myriad of kids throwing necklaces down to colorful demented idiots who staged ballets. Spotted immediately Maison Bourbon (Preservation Hall of Jazz). Now, in our guide tells of a Preservation Hall, the local characteristic, not a service rest, only one large room in which he performs the local jazz orchestra. We are not convinced that this is the place because here's the counter, but will definitely return after dinner. We find a restaurant that seems to provide safeguards, The Alpine, complete with a sign at the entrance, which indicates a reference guide on the most important restaurants of America. Let's go, we sit eager to try the typical local dish, the Jambalaya. In front of us, from behind, a single-man-band, a guy who delights with saxophone, keyboard, voice, and that is very crap, or perhaps, as he says Bonfa, it is extremely forward. While such attempts to amuse the audience (again no mention applause to a minimum and again we We encourage him to be) the waiter begins to wear glasses. If only to see the glasses I get a retching, tom tom and I are the imprint of the lips of previous customers on the glass. Fortunately I have asked for a Coke, then almost did not touch that glass. In return, the coke takes a lifetime to arrive and when it arrives is terribly watered down, and the water used also has a take taste. The jambalaya is nothing of that, but we are sure that it is only the fault of localaccio. We take our dinner with little enthusiasm, and when the bill comes for the first time are already included a tip and taxes on the tip! So much for them, pay and leave, but we do not recommend in going input a couple of guys who were out looking at the cartel price ... a little revenge for the treatment. Let's go back then in the main avenue and we look around for a place that inspires us in particular. Unfortunately, the way is just too much travel, in the end we stuck in this Maison Bourbon, where a sextet jazz lights up the night there. Remarkable drummer and pianist who give us their old age in bad, especially the drummer. Meanwhile Bonfa wants more and gets a ride to the other rooms. When I decide to go out and Zanna reaches us by telling us to follow him because there is a singer-see. He sings in a funk, but the attraction is he, man mountain, Big Al Carson. We remain amazed, and we can not sit down. I order a whiskey and I'll get a drink that is far from a green watermelon crap I think, so sweet to me nausea (and who knows me knows that it takes a disgust for). We look at Big Al paused to count the money collected in their jar of tips without ever mentioning her up. Then the concert begins and the group is not bad, Big Al sings well and the group gets along great good. But it starts to be late and we are tired, then we get up and we go to sleep.
The next day we woke up rather late, but it is no great problem since the early hours of the morning it rained. Let's go to breakfast now, Bonfa defers to the choice of Fang Fang takes his breakfast and a sandwich with fried catfish. Bonfa a bit slutty 'and can not even finish the sandwich and then complain all day, and stomach. Today we want to make a walk in the swamps, and in fact we go by car to tour the alligators. We spend 2 hours on a motor boat with the captain that leads us to search for channels and some other pet alligators. He talks for two hours straight without stopping, I do not understand a memorial stone, which will be here in the South is increasingly incomprehensible slang, but I do a lot of photos and I run here and there to take pictures of the landscape.
When we return to the mainland is still too early and the adjoining restaurant is not open yet, so we have to give up pieces of alligator in Bonfa speaking from day one. He himself continues to rethink and breakfast can not make you hungry. Let us return to the French Quarter and we turn a little 'making a few photos, a worthy place in the meantime try to eat, afraid to take another rip-off. At the end ask the clerk of a store that tells us a great place. Plots at the right point and with the right course. Finally, we eat the jambalaya that is much more good than the night before. We finish eating and begin to wander back to the downtown street. I am not very keen because I expected something more rustic to new orleans. And surely there must be somewhere, but we are confined in the French Quarter that has no post very true. We still believe that true Preservation Hall is hidden somewhere, and in fact after a while, in a side street, we see the little girl and teaches a lot of people crowded inside. The place is exactly as described in the guide. One large room with benches, pillows and 7 elements jazz orchestra. At the break there is the changing of the guard, leaving just about everyone and I Bonfa take place in one step from a bench while musicians Fang continues to wander and take pictures on the picture. The group is better, note the sign for the request of pieces: a traditional piece costs $ 2, $ 5 any other piece while The Saints $ 10, and in fact requires a customer When the saints go marchin 'in and gives his $ 10. After the concert we feel very satisfied but it is too late, so we allow for a spin to see if there is something else to see. We end up in a place where open-air band with a lady there boards and starts to tell us how much she likes this group and then the usual things, 'where you come from' 'What do you do', etc etc. This group ends up playing. And so it ends up pretty even our vacation.
Return
I'll spare you the details of the return, you need to know that we missed the plane that would take us from Philadelphia to Milan, on the other hand we were put on a plane to Rome. The plane left with 3 hours of delay, the foul weather and a heavy disturbance immediately after dinner, I have completely turned my stomach. Thank goodness we were 2 out of 4 people, so we could even sleep 4-5 hours, which however was not enough to settle the stomach. Of course our luggage did not arrive with us but we have reached directly at my house the next day. This is basically a summary of the trip. What will
:
1) acquires Fang a new nickname: TomTom for its ability to guide us in (almost) every situation
2) The contempt shown by the tips Bonfa only reinforces the image of Pharaoh
3) I have not increased in weight with 'Is this possible? I did not suffer jet lag ... There is something strange, I'm changing, it will definitely age ...
4) the sentence of the holiday is due to Fang: the question 'you are here on holiday?' we have almost all those who are curious about our spoken by foreigners, Fang has always stated that we are musicians and I Bonfa (maddechè?) with large representations of Bonfa was afraid that puts a guitar in hand and we were asked to perform, which would make us sink into the shit, because without the rest of RepartoCorse are like fish out of water
5) I discovered that, despite everything, I could never convert to the American diet.
6) music music music
and now that I greet you before you put this post online I have to place all the pictures ...
I'll spare you the details of the return, you need to know that we missed the plane that would take us from Philadelphia to Milan, on the other hand we were put on a plane to Rome. The plane left with 3 hours of delay, the foul weather and a heavy disturbance immediately after dinner, I have completely turned my stomach. Thank goodness we were 2 out of 4 people, so we could even sleep 4-5 hours, which however was not enough to settle the stomach. Of course our luggage did not arrive with us but we have reached directly at my house the next day. This is basically a summary of the trip. What will
:
1) acquires Fang a new nickname: TomTom for its ability to guide us in (almost) every situation
2) The contempt shown by the tips Bonfa only reinforces the image of Pharaoh
3) I have not increased in weight with 'Is this possible? I did not suffer jet lag ... There is something strange, I'm changing, it will definitely age ...
4) the sentence of the holiday is due to Fang: the question 'you are here on holiday?' we have almost all those who are curious about our spoken by foreigners, Fang has always stated that we are musicians and I Bonfa (maddechè?) with large representations of Bonfa was afraid that puts a guitar in hand and we were asked to perform, which would make us sink into the shit, because without the rest of RepartoCorse are like fish out of water
5) I discovered that, despite everything, I could never convert to the American diet.
6) music music music
and now that I greet you before you put this post online I have to place all the pictures ...
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