The rain of the last two days has taken away the snow such as this fog has laid the veil that is the last day of vacation .... between now and June as the Day of the Republic will have to wait before returning to enjoy the taste of one (only) day off, because Jesus resurrected in the year just started connecting the Anniversary of the Liberation of Italy .. . damn the moon!
closing the balconies of the house in the mountains I was thinking at first thought: the snow disappears and end holidays, as if the snow was a direct consequence of the Christmas period. Luckily I managed to get away for a day off to think of another ... logout !
How I did it Wednesday night, the only plugs I have been attacked as bedside lamps for reading at night. No computer, no internet, no TV, poor telephone network ... in peace!
I bought the newspaper because I can not to isolate myself completely from the world and gave me almost annoyed to have spent € 1.20 to read the fucking Melo (not bad after a few days bullata across the national press to join hands with the team ...) and the acquisition of Luca Toni! But other than that, for four days I have been really good, snowshoes in the snow in the woods in a place that does not even seem real (at times I expected to cross the faun of Narnia!), Walk to go shopping or both, cooking, reading a book or, believe it or not, a guide to the whole plateau.
I do not know how she was cheated of people on Facebook, I sent greetings on the fly for those who are celebrating a birthday when the phone took, I saw a newscast busy talking to people that there are no (more) I 'of those who pretend not to be there, I' a TV show or a useless building culinary program of facial reconstruction.
I saw some friends and their beautiful children, I cheered the Asiago Hockey Club that won a lot more difficult than expected, I drank more than four days in euphonium in an entire winter, I recovered hours of sleep.
Now I'm here in front of the computer thinking about how nice it was everything I had not even superfluous to the daily round.
Without whom Anna and I have concocted a kind of involuntary respect, because of that it is not, which is summarized under the word 'sport': cross-country skiing and snowshoe want (or do not know why I like to burn the calories that inevitably devour in the mountains ...) and we have equipped (never seen Anna so desirous of entering a sports clothing store!), we have identified the route to do this summer, and hiking boots to walk as far as I'm concerned, in the saddle. ;
Well, if you translate these things together with Anna in life and if I lived these things breathe the oxygen in the woods listening to the sounds of animals being in daily contact with people then you really could not ask for more.
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