What To Write To A Friend That Just Had A Baby

The eclipse? Mah. The people? A show!

seven hours of the morning, phone rings. E 'Mo. Sull'eclisse mumbles something like this: you know ... the kids ... ... the eclypse Samia. The EDG, which alone is not the be more sociable at this time am, moans: and then?? Mo: I'm not coming to the office and I will advise the other Mo Also not to like as well ...

The EDG alias the Ingenieur, began his harangue silent (grumbling and shaking of heads, given the time) against ignorance and superstition. I laugh and think of my friend Samia Mo threatening not to even think about it to leave it at home all day with all four kids, as kindergartens and primary schools are closed. Samia then I see it says, so then you explain it to kids who the fuck is an eclipse.

eleven hours, the office of a friend. He calls one of his employees who had to go to the bank and say, Look, on the radio say it is dangerous to drive during the eclipse, I can not go to the bank ....

My friend was thrilled to say the least and I kept laughing. In fact, on the way back, I saw the first accident, nothing serious, fortunately, since I'm in Libya. And 'they were all looking up to this morning, even on accident sites, I swear. Eclipse viewers were 90% males, females did not care of the eclipse, because even if you distracted for a moment, I miss you realize that there had been.

Boys Tripoli, however, were all equipped with the appropriate glasses and cell phones, ready to shoot. Many shops are closed, the open ones, full of women, myself included. When I enter the stationer, half lit, as if to say, we are open, but do not break the bales, the boy shows me the sun and tells me to leave the shop with him. Tato, I have glasses ... I gift them to you does not matter, just do not break. Ok ok, I get two seconds of eclipse and already I'm bored, I turn them all smiling and eccoteli heads upwards. Now that's a picture. Do not move and do not do stories or else return to the store, that I've got a flat battery and it takes me fifteen minutes to take a photo.

Stop the grocery store, rental of goggles to all passers-by and return home.

Vice City Unhandled Exception Save

Tripoli reminds me of Milan. So, as I happened to Milan, following the chaotic First Street, look right and I am delighted. The Guardian sees the surprise and invites me to enter. An oasis of beauty and peace greets me. The building may date to the mid-nineteenth century and has a grace and elegance dry, that if we were in Italy, I would think that it is a convent. In Surprise surprise, I run towards the kids in brown shirts and invite me to come along. I find myself in a class where you learn to chisel the metal, I pull out my camera and tried to explain that we all come into the picture without squashed against each other. (More on Flickr) Now peep kids everywhere and it's off to tour the school .. Oh yes, this enchanted place is the school of arts and crafts Hasef. As far as I know it is not listed in any guide to Tripoli, but I like to think that the old ones I see tourists wandering around dazed Kebir Hotel, one day, turning his head, I can see the human and architectural splendor.

Shaving Oil Home Made

What you lack in Libya?
It 's the question that people most often. The attitude of those who asked the question is to those who expect only answer: nothing. Because the question is not about the family affective sphere, no, the question is really a survey on the conditions of the Libyan market, which is implemented through the perceptions that this market has an expat. More so the expat belongs to a commercial culture reference, the greater the satisfaction of the interviewer in obtaining such a response .

The attitude itself is completely understandable, and negotiations in Libya, let's face it, almost new. In the past, even grocery shopping was a nightmare. But now there are all kinds of shops that display goods of any type, design, telephony, electronics, lingerie, Christmas is the panettone and chocolate Easter egg. The Libyan, of everything, and rightly proud because I know and love these people, every time with hands outstretched, smile and say Nienteee!

But today I'm sad, I look at this beautiful house of 250 sqm and even the furniture Machmud give me relief, not even the blue sky of Tripoli to comfort me. This house is full of empty shelves.
What am I missing here? I miss 80 square meters of stacked paper, messy, dusty.

I miss the smell of gunpowder on your pages

I miss the taste of your ink licking fingers,

I miss your weight in my bag empty

I miss my hands on you

But today I am sad, I would not know what, today, to re-read the Autobiography of Malcolm X, but I can not, because I left in Italy.

During the move from Milan to Pescara, I still remember the screams over the intercom with that downloaded packages with sheets Rocco: Rocco, for my mother to stop sending shit down, the books, I want my books !!!!!!!!

During the move from Pescara to Tripoli I filled the container of every Italian extravaganza, including, I swear, a supply of toilet paper for three years.

And the books? Only 79. And 'I did a Simon ... (Simona: Dep. Fem. Simona is called a derivative action by a specific way of being signed. Ex. E 'a Simon cut the roots of the bamboo because it is in a certain aesthetic standard and then assist with some surprise at the departure Bamboo itself - Source: the Ingenieur)

And 'I do not like to compile the lists, no list mean. But since no list, no books, I got courage and started to BabyM: A as lambs, B as Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs and so on, for books, tapes, CD & DVD. Then it hit me: I wear? The classics, the books still to read the latest news, books stray picked up in remote corners of the libraries? I do a little bit of everything and do not talk about it anymore. Quietly, though, so there is time. Except that I called the company and the moving mice: We come tomorrow or else we lose the ship and it again on the agenda next month.

Three o'clock in the morning, returning from marriage, compile the list. Four in the morning, EU, CIA, sun stove! Seven o'clock in the morning, with the little man Removal of the door, I am forgotten ummadonna the Edge, so faniente not read anything since I gave him: Goeddels, Escher and Bach, with the exception of Goldbach's conjecture, because I forced and why and a little boy.

What am I missing here?

I miss hanging around in the library and the book department of the supermarket during lunch, buy 3 kilograms of books to 6 Euro, the stalls of used books ....

I can only hope that in the bazaar of the German school of tomorrow ... You never know that it is "Malcolm X. Die ".... Autobiographie Warum nicht?

James Wellbeloved Cat Food, Weight Gain

Phenomenology of trafficking in Tripoli (Part One)

Anyone who has driven in Tripoli, you know what I mean. Chinque not intend to drive to Tripoli, he will know what I mean.

Starring hidden traffic Tripoli.

open manhole : any way you can go, he's always there, waiting patiently.

Door open: she, like the open manhole, it is always them. But this time, waiting impatiently, the Libyan use the car to go somewhere and when we arrive in this place and why we must go, then opens the door and go there.

Road closed: any area that you can walk, you will always find them, for various reasons: work in progress, wedding parties and stop the wild .... two cars on a street a mile long, will decide to park exactly opposite each other.

Divider : almost all the streets of big haul of Tripoli have a median 5 cm high, with rounded corners that makes you sign with his hand and says ... hey, pass on by, you do first to make a U-turn, if thou hast faniente the 4x4 on, you can do the same, I assure you!

Dossi antivelocità : obviously not been reported, will parry in front of your car or the car suddenly in front of your, of course decelerates from 80 to 5 km in 5 seconds and then suddenly appears before you .

horn: a life of its own and then speaks its own language which is not necessarily yours. A PE (short and dry) is to say, hey, I understood that step. A Pèèèèèèèèèèè (extended) does not want to say hey, but then prick a prick, you got it or not that step ioooo? No, the statistic tells me that means: Okay, now that you pass are good ....

pedestrians crossing the road : here through everything, even the highway, traffic, however. Do not think for a moment into the heads of pedestrians to see whether or not cross. Always use the horn, I recommend pè short ....

Disclaimer: The photo does not refer to the post, I liked just

Until next