You never know where you might end up… or begin

Standard
Just move and the path will appear -Zen proverb Dear readers: The rocking horse has been pretty quiet, gathering dust in the corner. That’s often the fate of yesteryear’s toys, those that are no longer used because, for our grown-up’s responsibilities’ sake, they are relegated to the corner of the things that can always wait and then become obsolete (as it usually happens with rocking horses) and, simply, one day, you don’t use them anymore at all. So rocking the horse again Read more [...]

Pain and Gain

Standard
2:37 am. Sitting by mi side, Alma, a dog from a very distinguished Germanic social class, sleeps under the covers. Once in a while, she rises and looks at me superiorly; I think she might have been an old lady of pride linage in a different life. Now, in this canine reincarnation, she continues to believe it, since her relation with the other dogs in the hotel is terrible. Not to add that right now she is looking at me from a very superior 90 degrees angle. I sense she knows I am a 21st century Read more [...]

Dog-logic

Standard
(Seven reasons to move with dog's hordes in the middle of no where in the German country side). 1. Arbeit! Job! Something that many people don't seem to understand is that, when I am traveling, I am not on holidays or doing tourist stuff all the time. I don't get why they think it's like that, in such an enthusiastic, positive and naive way: as a curious fact, in 11 years of working, I have NEVER earned the minimum salary according to the law. Besides, when you are an illegal immigrant, many Read more [...]

About how I learned to speak German

Standard
I like German language. I know: it's weird. It turns me on more to hear a German guy say something random like Einunddreißig instead of hearing an Italian guy whispering in my ear: Ciao bella. I love to see those kilometric words, as if there were not enough letters to express what is deep inside. I rather to hear those strong sounds, like a hard cookie that you can not bite really well with your teeth, instead of the Brasilian-Portuguese-honey, that one which can make you feel sickeningly sweet, Read more [...]

Another brick in the wall

Standard
I walk 25 meters. And I return those 25 meters. I walk again 25 meters. And I return again 25 meters. And I walk again 25 meters. And I return again 25 meters. I do it over and over again... at least ten times. I look stupid, but I am really lucky to be able to go back and forth these 25 meters. Stupid is the situation that makes me so lucky: thousands of people deliriously dreamed of having the freedom to walk these 25 meters for nearly 30 years. And today, over 20 years later, I make it look Read more [...]