Sunday, November 18, 2007

Why Does Santa Live At The North Pole

L'eau de Virginie

A bit 'to my nature and a little' for more than a decade spent in swimming pools and related to practice all the swimming disciplines as possible, I have a certain morbid fascination with all events from the Olympics to regional for first, covering the water. Synchronized swimming, a discipline that leaves as dumbfounded by the grace and sweetness of the athlete can not send to the viewer the sense of the immense effort that support during the year, certainly no exception and, in recent years, my attention has necessarily been magnetized by the greatest of all time: Virginie Dedieu. Beautiful girl, French, her only flaw ...
This girl of 79, great year, was able to win three world below in a sport where the turnover is almost constant, but ever Olympic gold, just because the "only" is not among the Olympic disciplines. I will not dwell
However, all this introduction was written only because I wanted to share with you his most famous operation that today I caught on youtube. There are no adjectives, is great for the emotions transmitted to the technique, the choice of music, for expressiveness, for everything. Too bad the video quality.



Friday, November 9, 2007

Best Elimination Chamber Matches

earth where the land ends

The wind never stops, it will be because comes from the ocean. Yet still smells are the smells that will impress you more in mind. Of fried food, mainly because they fry everything here and then we put on the creams strange, spicy, the garlic. But we got used to this, I've been several times in Spain. Even the smell of urine was that of many streets in Madrid, as well as the smell of the experience of some cafes had already hit my nostrils in many pubs in Valencia.

The difference is that here, at some point, the city stops. There comes a time when the "casco historico" Cadiz back to a time when Africa was much closer, and then begin to feel the smell of couscous in the wind and sand, the endless nights of many English cities are gone and down the silence, a silence full of melancholy and attachment to the land.

Then comes a group of Erasmus students to buy ice in one of the many places where they sell it, prepare a little 'cocktail and join them because you did Erasmus and seeking to recover.

A is 120 km Sevilla, I went there three nights in a row, now quell'autopista I could do it with your eyes closed. Here, Seville is simply amazing, because di Siviglia ho, per la prima volta, preso seriamente in considerazione l’idea di andarmene a vivere in Spagna dopo aver fantasticato per troppe volte. E ho anche alzato un po’ troppo la voce con due amici che cercavano di rimanere a tutti i costi con i piedi piantati a terra

Girare Siviglia è come scartare un bacio di Perugia, non sai mai cosa ti può capitare davanti agli occhi. Mentre ti ritrovi con la testa che gira in una splendida piazza sconfinata all’improvviso capiti in un chiostro di 5 metri per 5 con due chitarristi che si esercitano per lo spettacolo di flamenco. E poi il barrio di santa cruz, la feria de las naciones, i churros con la cioccolata calda (ok ok, questi li trovi in tutta la Spagna …), i continui intrecci di arte araba e cattolica, il quartiere della Macarena, che non è il ballo.
E non ho parlato delle ragazze indigene perché non sarebbe stato in linea con il tono del post…

In ultima analisi, sto progettando di tornare il prima possibile, dopotutto mio fratello resterà a Cadiz per l’erasmus fino a giugno, non ho tutto questo tempo.