The ups and downs of an Italian weekend

Posted on 2006/02/13 09:19:23 (February 2006).

[11/12th February 2006]

This was the first full weekend back in Vedano after the injury, and I was quite resolute to make the best of it, in a sort of refound spirit of making the best of these northen days.

The morning of Saturday was vastly spent it bed, we set off in the early afternoon to buy a present for a colleague who's leaving us (lucky bastard), and in the afternoon I have been at Bogio's place to set up a couple of laptops to a Skype/Msn videoconferencing use.
Bogio is infact leaving for Tunisia for a month and he will use the laptop to communicate with his wife and kid.

The best part of the day was going to be the evening though, as we all went to a great restaurant called GALLIONE, near our place.
Let's say that it's a quite expensive restaurant, but the quality and variety of food and wines are absolutely superior.
The party was composed by me, Marta, Bogio, Paola, Daniele and his wife, Magda and her boyfriend and Alessandra and Franco.
We started eating around 9ish and we were literally kicked out at 12,30!! :)

I started with a great Gorgonzola cheese patty, served over a pear puree and sprinkled with some truffle flavoured butter.
I then moved to a serving of home made potatoe gnocchi served in Bitto cheese (a special cheese original of these places), with yet more truffle butter and pepper, all served in a parmigiano basket.
I decided to pass the main course as the first two were quite large and dived for my favourite whipped cream and merengue chocolate cake, in my personal "likes" list comes very close to "full intercourse" !!

5 bottles of Cabernet-Sauvignon and 1 bottle of Zibibbo (a very sweet white wine) did the trick, and we were off to bed extremely full and generally happy.

Sunday was the day of school memories. Mostly (should I say "only"?) because of my English teachers.
When I was in school english teachers tend to tell you that the week in England doesn't start on MONDAY, but rather on SUNDAY. I think it might be an old conception of the week, or maybe is just a distorted old Italian way of seeing the Albion inlanders, but to me it applied at its very best as Sunday DID mark a quite different pace compared to the week past.

First of all I woke up very late with a mild hangover, I missed a call to a friend who I was meant to see (and of course we cancelled). I didn't want to go out anyways, and decided to spend the classic day at home in my pajama doing absolutely fuck all.
In the afternoon I listened to the radio the commentary of the usual Fiorentina match, we were playing against Livorno (another tuscan city) and of course the match was quite tense. We lost and that put me in an even fouler mood.
To make things better my knee started to play tricks on me, it feels extremely stiff and it's quite painful at times, I am starting to get worried about it, but my check up is at the end of February unfortunately so I have to wait a little longer to see how it is...
Eventually dinner time came and then off to bed after more TV and computer, all in all a quite boring day (by choice), though I really don't know how I could have made it better as all the friends were busy doing other things (apart from the guy of the missed appointment)...

Point is, all the weekends (or most of them) spent here are like that. The total lack of people to hang out with or do things with is certainly a problem, though I haven't discovered it today, it seems that the first week was some sort of "walking on sunshine return", but Sunday certainly brought me back to earth.

A bad start of the week or just a minor incident? Let' see but in the meantime I'll archive the Sunday hoping for a better one next week.
In the meantime I replay in my head a tune, that Matteo, one of my best friends taught me to sing in such moments in life, its my retreat when things aren't good, a reminder to life...

Left and right
Like day and night
That's what makes the world go round
In and out
Thin and stout
That's what makes the world go round

For every up there is a down
For every square there is a round
For every high there is a low
For every to there is a fro
To and fro
Stop and go
That's what makes the world go round

You must set your sights upon the heights
Don't be a mediocrity
Don't just wait and trust to fate
And say, that's how it's meant to be
It's up to you how far you go
If you don't try you'll never know
And so my lad as I've explained
Nothing ventured, nothing gained

You see my boy it's nature's way
Upon the weak the strong ones prey
The human life it's also true
The strong will try to conquer you
That is what you must expect
Unless you use your intellect
Brains and brawn, weak and strong
That's what makes the world go round

Holy cocnsie data batman. Lol!

Posted by Carli at 2011/06/22 18:37:31.

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