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Lapland "YOUTH" part 3

On the third day of Lapland I believe without a doubt been the best: The program provides for a day to go roam around the snowy tundra with "snow mobile" (snowmobiles) and make the famous and infamous "ice fishing", the fishing on a frozen lake.
Programme of the morning meeting with the leadership of Lapland Lapland at 11 am in front of our international alcove. As always, wake up at 10 am episode, eye begins to open to ten to 11 .......
What, will also be on opposite sides of the world, but already now it seemed that the group, what to do and want to sleep late, has been extremely well composed ... Breakfast
made up with Dominik and others intent on trying to make some strange concoction of meat and eggs (and then people ask me why they had big problems with digestion ...) and then off, off, ready for the big day!
After a short introductory phase in which our dear Sami of Lapland explained a bit how the contraption we had to ride all day and after having made the list of all rules and laws that we would not comply however, here that the party could really begin! As a good
Bologna in Bologna, Gio from the beginning has been the most critical: decided to jump on the seat of the snowmobile and "Socci, ragassi that's cool!" uttered in a loud voice to warm the hearts of those present. From
like me, I must admit that some doubt in my mind was all right ... But do not look for the idiot (I still always be careful to respect the name of my house in a foreign land), thanks in my capacity as a young actor, I managed to hide all my concerns enough.
3,2,1 ... go!! Gas engine is running and set free to unleash all the horses ... the engine suddenly became my concern is pure excitement. However, during the first few minutes, not yet familiar with the powerful way, it was like for me, the snowmobile had a nun as a pilot in his 70 ...
The fuse of my pride was still ignited by Oscar, who, after a few km took advantage of a moment of sleep that our caravan had to make near the intersection with a road, to propose to my passengers (we were 2 per snowmobile) to change the pilot .. . 'Do you want to like with a real man? ", this phrase has definitely eliminated me in every doubt and has meant that my right wrist, usually used for many other activities (...) becomes a rage Gas ...
Dominik, for his part, not to deface, used to slow down and let go on the group before being allowed to run with the skids and gas lever to resume his position ... Clearly this was fatal in more than one occasion, especially when not taken into account the presence of trees and decided to do a "off-track "...!!!!!
After a few miles, our dear Oscar disappeared from my mirrors .......
After a few minutes, however, this fact caused some concern in the crew: Checchina okay that might not have kept pace with the group .... but as we were still waiting now for a few minutes, some doubt was now began to gather in our (slow) minds ...
Thus our guide to Lapland Lapland, warned of the lack of our "real man", decided to move a jack-ass to go back and look ...
Meanwhile, in our group seemed that the germ idiocy had definitely taken hold: I and Dominik we improvised in an unlikely "brawl in the snow", which has helped not a little entry in my "smelly tight suit" a considerable quantity of snow which, once disbanded I created many problems ... ... Thu wet pant has decided to make the leap of quality ... ...: mounted upright on the saddle of his snowmobile, the cry of "One Italy!" our bolognese in Bologna decided to dive into what he believed to be a big pile of snow ... in fact the snow in the desired location from our sample was not more than a few inches high ...
This thing had the advantage, however, to find a way to Gio on how to fill the time, "he" in fact spent the remaining minutes of waiting writhing in the snow and cursing the unknown URL of "... Soccia !!!", that blow up from the horizon as our guide reappeared Lapland Lapland the e. .. large "real man".
Our experienced pilot, perhaps tired of the many curves in the expected path, he decided to miss a (...) thus implanting in a big pile of snow that seemed to be waiting for them ...
regained the lost sheep, we left to hit (quickly) to ... boh! And who the hell knew where we were going ... my fear is that we were heading in a secluded clearing where we were raped by dozens of polar bears fitted with "durex "....
Luckily I was wrong ....
In fact, after about two hours and after many "upsets" and "systems" that put a strain on my endurance (in some cases it was really hard not to have it on me with laughter ...), we arrived in a place that only would have been worth all the "beurs" be spent on them ...
it arrived on the summit of a hill which overlooks the tundra ...
The panorama before us was one of those that take your breath away ... an expanse of trees and pristine wilderness and covered by a perpetual blanket of snow ...
After we made our guide explain more about that place, we decided to head towards the hut where we proceeded to drink magnate and how agrees.
At the risk of being repetitive, even when we reached the hut the landscape that presented itself before my eyes was one of those that will take your breath away ...
The hut was located in the middle of the tundra, on the banks of a river completely frozen over (and when I say completely, I mean COMPLETELY ...). In front of the hut there was a parking lot for sleds with dogs, in which there were actually parked the sled with the dogs, which became our hobby for the time it took to our guide for cooking our rations: reindeer soup!
I'll tell you, the reindeer are so beautiful to see ... but even when they are flat in their appeal definitely keep it!
In the meantime, each of we found some activity is to pass the time: the girls pass the time by going to pet dogs in the "parking", Oscar, and Dominik Bamba had decided to lie down in the snow and make the dead ... I like who I know you know, I decided to give me my usual recreational activities: the breaking balls to the other ...
bomb was so that I began to snowball Oscar, Dom, Bambi and Gio, and they answer with a fierce manhunt "ingrumata" finale in the snow, which did nothing except increase the level of snow in our pants ...
Lunch was great ... the hunger was really great, so even if I was offered to eat things far worse for a soup (I avoid saying That term is not to be too mean ...) I would have appreciated anyway, but I have to say that the reindeer soup was the best meal that a man could desire at that time.
finished our meal with the usual photos, and coffee and biscuits "digestive" eaten on the terrace here is that our afternoon activity could finally begin.
For those who do not remember the afternoon at that point included the infamous "ice fishing", the dream of my life!
And so we walked over the frozen river where our Lapland Lapland had already proceeded to drill the holes where we had to drop our line. We spent so
the afternoon laughing, joking and waiting a few copies of "fish-stupid" contact with bacon that we used as bait ... How well I thought
pastime of eating bacon out of the box of bait (you know, the hungry, when it comes, comes!) Thereby triggering the hilarity and, oddly, took the piss by the rest of the gang .. .
That afternoon we found that-stupid fish in the river ... there were even two who were captured earlier by Sun and then by Gio who, with great modesty, continued to bulleggiarsi for their catch until late in the evening. ..
Back home, after eating and after enduring the "thunderclap from a young ass in obvious difficulty digestion for the duration of our stay Lapp (Legend has it that his ski suit has been burned by the holders on the day of our departure), we were interrupted by a young Lapp that come into our humble abode, shouted: "Outside there's the Northern Light !!!!" ("Out there is the Aurora Borealis !!!!").
This was the reason why at 11 pm on a cold night in March, nine idiot in flip-flops, shorts and a T-shirt, stood for about half an hour with upturned noses in the snow to see such a spectacle. ..
Describe the aurora borealis is impossible, so do not even try ... to kind readers advice only to download an image from the internet and figure out what show to see in a starry sky ...
done, excited and tired as ever, we decided to proceed with the usual poker tournament, play that allowed us to pull ahead again until 4 am, when we decided it was definitely the case with leave to fuck (bed) .
On the other hand we were only 3 days and, you know, the best is always yet to come ...

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.... after a quick greeting and a "move and go to hell !! " the hostess of the aircraft to greet and thank you for choosing their airline for my trip (thanks to the fucking, was the only covering that route !!!!!) I was wasting too much time, I have fallen (in the true sense of the word ... merdaaaaa ice!) down the aircraft steps.
incredible sight that I was presented before the eyes: the airport in Kiruna is nothing if not a "sgabbiozzo" red in the middle of nowhere with a track that might not be seeing the end of the day, aircraft landing Ice ...
kept my promise (John two weeks later it is still there rises the snow-eared ...), it all together we are boldly launched the "pitch" for taxis outside the airport ... Throughout
Kiruna (village was born as a result of the establishment of an iron mine in the wilderness so desolate and fascinating) are 5 taxi.
E 'can then guess what we had to wait to see get in our taxi ... Incredibly the
our expectation was still bearable ... for two reasons: first ever for the company ... according to the climate in which we were greeted ...
It is thought that Lapland was a place ruled by eternal ice and record cold ...
In fact it is so ... ...!
But this week, apparently raising the global temperature has led fruit (always said I was' na thing that would become useful!;)) that the climate is doing far north of the world turned out to be more bearable. In fact, as mentioned earlier, the temperature did not go beyond the -5 degrees, and this was the fact it is almost pleasant to be outdoors ...
Once you get the taxi, we headed to the hotel where we stayed the first night, a super luxury 5-star hotel with conference room at the modest sum of 75 euro per head per night for a double ... On the other hand, you know, the trip "last minute" is not always an advantage ...........
One thing struck me immediately of Lapland: the fact that he almost immediately began to burn ass ....
As if that was not enough that they have to leave 75 bombs at the hotel only to sleep for 5 minutes (5 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!) travel, the taxi driver had "the 'courage and zeal "to ask ..... coroneeeeeeee 500 (just over € 50 )!!!!!!!!!!
The conditions then were not the most encouraging ....
After a night spent sleeping on the floor at the hotel (you know, two to save money, he does everything ...) and after plundering the area honest breakfast the next morning (it is said that there has been people who able to take food for the next two days ...) it can be said to have officially started our tour of Lapland !!!!!!!
all starts (needless to say) at a cost of groceries and local ICA shit, closely followed by a phone call to "those of the house" where we went to live for the next week, asking them to come and take from where we were (I could not now say more about our geographic location at the time).
arrival of our two guides, the impact was huge: two Lapland Lapland (see photos to believe) that they were not in his underwear by the wish to speak and tell them how things work ... maybe that's why that after an initial super-interest, my attention has gradually weakened, until reduced to a simple "yes, man!" with whom I've replied to every thing that was said (which, for the past experience, it is very dangerous ...). The landscape that we could see the windows took your breath away and after about 10 seconds (the time needed to get out of Kiruna, not a big city ...) it appeared that the landscape was composed of a snowy forest that stretched as far as d 'eye all around us ...
think, it seems that the Lapps have the happiest dogs in the world: there's plenty of place to get them to pee in the evening ....!!
After about fifteen minutes, we arrive at our accommodation: a country cottage in the woods, "walled" dog-sled and which enjoyed a breathtaking view.
taken possession of our rooms (not even division between men and women to say = end up in a room with Bamba, Oscar, and Dominik Thu, those with significant problems of bloating ...), we decided with our guides the list of activities to do in the days when we were there : Visit to 'Ice Hotel, full day, including "snow mobile" (snowmobiles), fishing on the frozen lake, day tours with sled dogs ... what to say .... A FIGATAAAA!
Our activities started ... now! In fact, it just finished drawing up this list, the guides have uttered the following magic words: "ah so you want to see the ice hotel?!?! All right, you're already late !!!".
After establishing the new world record for dressing and, most importantly, after waiting for me (as always my times suffer serious delays in comparison with the other because of the time I prayed that exists between my brain and my limbs), we scoured parties (not because of speed, but because of snow. ..) to the hotel ice: my dream ...
I must admit however that I hotel I expected much different from what I found: a person who hears about an ice hotel, imagine a hotel built in domestic hotels are located around the world, The difference is that this is made of ice ...
The Ice Hotel in Kiruna, a little more like a conglomeration of "igloo" rather than a hotel. However, the charm that exudes that place is something incredible ...
Our tour started from visiting the church: this is a true church (in the shape of the church) made entirely of ice, the place where for the first time I heard Oscar suddenly in a prayer in Italian, which threatened to make me pee pee from laugh (which would have been dangerous, given the temperature, for reasons I'm not even here to explain ...).
The visit of the church was closely followed by the visit of all hotel rooms, each built with a different style depending on the author: rooms were built by Japanese artists, Danish, Swedish, German, English, French and, of course, Italian! The images and
video (which we often had as main characters in jeopardy macaques) have followed with a frequency that was the embarrassing ...
icing on the cake was the final visit to the ICE BAR ...
Strangely, as we approached the place, it was increasingly gripped by a strange feeling ... thirsty ... and more water ... but rather to something good! So we decided to ask Ambrose (fastened her name to the bartender) to make us a range of cocktails to stand up this unpleasant feeling off ...
After receiving the bill be passed out and have recovered thanks to the salts, the temptation was to advise the cute bartender (thanks to fuck) to give the drink served at that bar names as a "tramway", "shovel" or "barred", names that aptly describe the feeling you get when you have to pay more or less 10 € for a cocktail ...
After the usual photos and a necessary step in the souvenir shop, just to complete the 'butt', we returned to our lodgings for dinner and to have to "know" all the dogs and animals found there.
The evening was incredible and at the same time to rediscover the taste of fun with nothing ...
No television, no local .... just us and a deck of cards poker = 4 in the morning ...

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Lapland "YOUTH" part 1

5:30 am precise, I am thrown out of bed by the annoying sound of the alarm clock brought from Italy (Given the time) ... At 7:28
precise (not like in Italy ...) there is a train to catch, to Stockholm, the city where you will fly to Kiruna, one of the few towns in the temperate and mild Lapland.
Anyone who knows me knows that visiting the far north has always been one of my dreams, and even though I could not make it completely (my real dream is to touch the flag that is present in the middle of the north pole, so you can give the "Southerner" in the entire world for a few minutes), this trip has made me much closer to my goal.
Who would ask me if I knew Santa did not respond to even address this question: that old man, in fact, I have not seen ...
contrast to last trip to Stockholm, this time I have not forgotten anything at home, which made me not a little pleasure and saved me the aspirin I had prudently brought with me ...
The trip was very pleasant with John, Helen and Ilaria (well, the gang of Italian Klostergarden) was laughed, joked, that crap and listened to beautiful music. During the trip I took the opportunity to read a good Gazzetta dello Sport 3 days old (I found out when they gave the likely formation of a game played the day before, shame on them!) And well paid € 2 .. .
Upon our arrival, I found Stockholm as I had left it no later than one week before: the polar wind, cold and rain mixed with sleet. The only things different were the "but map?" and "What's the weather like shit!" John, Helen and the laughter of the "Mo maaaaaaaaamaaa!" dell'Ilaria ... things that will brighten up even if you do not want ...!!
As promised (to be good sburone!) While traveling by train, bring all to eat in the Italian pizzeria in the hands of "them Turks," with Matthew that I had discovered no later than one week before. After about an hour's walk with suitcases and blasphemies against several times and after having convinced everyone that I knew where we were going, we finally arrive in front of the pizzeria e. ..... E 'CHIUSAAAAAA !!!!!!
But, I say, is it possible that a pizza place closes at noon on Sundays! Everyone knows that there are two places where you can find shelter during the Sunday if you do not know where to go and asked the pizza ... you can see right here in Sweden they do not know what this ...!!
To save face with others (except for John, the man who had called her with the famous words "if you think after all this way we closed !!"), deviate to a bad place where, between a kebab and 'Another, who can not make a pizza from pizza, but tastes good all the same ...
Pizza Pizza and I promised I brought ...!! A man in one piece !!!!!!!
After lunch, again, as promised (and I fuck all the promises that I do), because it was bad to sit and rest a bit after the first half of the trip, bring all to an Italian coffee (owned by a young man from Corsica ... but there will be a true Italian café run by Italians? ?) where you can drink an espresso (sold here at 2.50 euros) with a price "Italian." So let's start at a good pace from the "pizza" we head towards the new town. Everything is going well, if only ... fuck, I can not find the place ...
Everything was still OK, we were well ahead on the train to the airport and did not find the place could be a good excuse to see better the capital ...
All right then ... it was not was a small problem: the gut of John, who had decided to get rid of some dead weight at that time: Sun was the only person I believe in the whole of Sweden, despite the cold there was, was sweating ......!!!
finally found the coffee and, after explaining that there was no bathroom available in that place other than a public toilet outside and got myself a nice "go to hell!" from the poor Thu, now beads of sweat and spasms increasingly evident; decide to divert to another place more welcoming.
After a coffee and have permission to Gio from clogging the sewers of Stockholm, we head to the bus station, where we found Flybus for the airport Arlanda, the airport in Stockholm where we found our flight to Kiruna.
After the bus ride to the airport, when I was done by 3 bastards (;)) a large photo rudely while I sleep with my mouth open and the flap, we finally arrive at the airport. "Of course this Lapland we are doing just the sweat!", This is the common thought of us young globetrotters.
airport as we are programmed with the Australians and Canadians. The group is then composed of: me, Thu, Ilaria, Elena (proud representatives of the Republic of Venice and the lands of Emilia-Romagna), Bambaaaa, Orcar, Dominik, FAAR (From Australia with fury) and Leah (the only representative of English Canada). Here I should open a parenthesis on dress Oscar and Dominik, who made me really doubt for a moment on the actual destination of our flight ... Now, I say, you can never go to Lapland (known to be mild and temperate land ) with a t-shirt and a pair of converse model superga the foot?
After taking the piss a bit unlucky and the two after receiving a few punches to answer, proceed to check-in.
I seriously think this was the worst check-in all my life ... In fact I've been forced to throw away half the stuff I brought with me to get something to drink during the trip. Who tells me "yeah, but I do not know you can not bring liquids on the plane?" I reply that there are two ways to enforce the rules: a smart way and a way idiot. The first way is that when faced with a can of coca cola, dear agent (femmina. .. damn her!) Customs, you know that there is no bomb contained in a sealed can of cola, the second requires that you , idiot like a monkey, let me throw it all away anyway. In that situation a bit annoying, I still tried to maintain a certain level of education, enterprise succeeded almost until the end, when I asked the agent with excellent English even if I had to empty my bladder on the trash since I ran away and , being also the liquid urine, according to their brilliant reasoning could be dangerous. Luckily my English, contrary to what I have previously argued, was not so brilliant and the guard did not understand what I was saying ...
With the balls and turn with a series of oaths from records at the tip of the tongue, after a good dinner we board the MAX (a kind of McDonald's Swedish).
The flight went well, it was not for a baby on board and decided to start crying at the end of the flight ...
From the beginning of the landing, I wake up (how can I not get to sleep while traveling?), For no apparent reason, I look out and ... incredible ...: the landscape that presents itself to me before my eyes is one that will take your breath away ... a vast forest covered in snow ... apparently this place seemed to have remained unchanged since the dawn of time ... and the thought that a person in the middle of it would in all probability was the only human presence over several tens of kilometers, made me run a chill down my spine ...
As I watched fascinated as I appeared before my eyes the soundtrack of that moment was made by the aircraft commander's voice announcing "Welcome to Kiruna, the ground temperature is fairly mild and is around -5 degrees, is snowing and there's about five feet of snow on the ground ... we wish you a good times. "What more could I ask then?
University, work, money, comfort them ......... all bullshit !!!!! I felt really happy I was to a hundred meters away from my dream ...
as soon as the plane landed, I immediately set about taking my (plentiful as always) carry-on baggage: I promised no more than two days earlier, a bomb John Snow, once that had set foot in the "Land of the Lapps," and I, when I make a promise (especially of this kind) to keep forever!
to implement my evil plan, I came first to the door plane ...........

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STOCKHOLM, THE STORY OF A TRIP TO ... "WORK" ... STOCKHOLM

I must apologize to readers of this column brushes for the delay that I have accumulated in the story ... but, you know, the first stories to be told, to be lived, and that takes time ...

trip to Stockholm ...

... and who imagined that Stockholm would have been so different from all other places I've visited here in Sweden ...

Oh, the difference is not they were just so many, but the impression that a tourist (which I call myself) can be taking its first steps in the Viking capital is to be a typical European city ... nothing new, in fact!

But let some order ...

The journey to the capital was one of the most stressful things in the world ... I think there are words like 'wake up at 5.45 "," suitcases to finish "," 20 minutes away on foot to the station, "" ticket machines to print to the station "and" broken machines of the station "can be summarized quite what happened in the first two hours ...

... if you add to this that halfway I realized that I had forgotten his wallet at home (so to will ever need the money and documents in a foreign country?), you can tell us quite simply because I had to give in to aspirin in the early hours of the trip ..

Strange Swedish trains ... the most comfortable with a level of cleanliness I also higher than that of the bathroom of my house (score given by an Italian Trenitalia used to) ...

The only real problem with these vehicles is that I think the drivers that if they bump into the train and then there are human beings, not just a driver enters the train, it automatically turns into Michael Shumacher ...

The stretch to go there also puts its: pieces uphill, downhill parts, inclined parts, suspension parts ...: After less than an hour's journey I had already filled my balls!!

Fortunately, having the holy laptop with me, among other things, a movie and I was able to move quickly on a journey that I expected much more complicated ... Matthew

believe that we have not even started to be realized, given the blow dry 4 hours of sleep that has become dry ... According to legend, arrived in Stockholm, our hero has posed the following question to loser on duty (I): "Ao, Mark, but when x partim that?" "..............................................".

get off the train, we were welcomed by the city in a wonderful way that we would host the next 3 days: a cold that bleated, curses and a wind .... rain .... GOVERNMENT THIEF !!!!!!!

Just outside the station, as usual (if you remember such a thing had happened in Copenhagen that ...) we are left to ask for information such as taxi drivers to get to our hostel without us ... we knew neither the name the same, nor even his address, as we were convinced that in Stockholm there was only one hostel "to ship" ...

Actually in the city, our was not at the only hostel housed in an old abandoned boat: there were "slightly" more ...

Thanks to 7 Eleven and its connection to the internet we were able to solve the intricate dilemma and let us strip (8 euro per head for 3 km one way) from the North African taxi driver on duty to reach our goal ...

the hostel around noon as agreed at the time of booking and when it arrived we are told: "Sorry, the reception opens at 14 ...". But executioner Gantry (better to say so, Vala ...!!) to get a key and put down the baggage I have to wait 2 hours !?!?!?!?!?

ass still burning there, after putting down the luggage into a common repository, we headed towards the old city, looking for a place to eat, with the intention to spend a little (the mayor of Genoa contacted us proposing an honorary citizen ..).

After touring Oretta good with a belly that now was even tired of grumbling, we ended up eating a pizza made by Turkish Economic (teribbbbbbbile! !)...

Now the Turks are here because Italians pretend it's something that I have yet to discover ... all the Italian restaurants are run by Turks or people like that ... now, I understand that Italy is the country's most northern of 'Africa, but it is curious to see how we disguise our citizenship here, while there are other characters who pretend to have it ... bah! After you swallow

abundant quantities of "Anitra WC "and caustic soda to digest the two stones in the shape of pizza we ate, we were then directed, after taking possession of our room and proceeded to make a nice nap, to see the city tour ... continued the next day ... the evening

data clearly we still found it incredibly pizza ... in a place where there was a beautiful wood-burning oven that not all ... see here do not understand how to cook a pizza? ? Clearly, the waiters and the cook was 2 cute characters in Istanbul ... then 200% Italian!

After wandering randomly around the city as a dick for a day and a half (in search of even a shred of medicine Half the influence that he had attacked a decision in those days), arrives Tuesday, the day that would begin the first Swedish conference on GIS systems ...

The conference, as usual, was held in a conference of more "in" Stockholm ...

wonderful place where me and Matt ... we felt important even though the end remain the two any idiot surrounded by a group of genes ...

The start of the games has been quite traumatic: room with 2 bananas and conference that begins in the Swedish language ...

Matthew and I were like illiterate trying to read "War and Peace" ... not even understand the figures ... more to add in this raging hunger that now ...

However, luckily it was just the beginning ... in fact after about an hour and a half empty absolute past to chat on skype with various friends, the large group was divided into several small groups, each of which has followed different courses, this time in English ...

After a day's learning and concealment of sleep (I've learned to sleep with your eyes open like fish ...) in the evening it was time for dinner ...

Matthew and I thought we should have to go somewhere "normal" to eat ... 's useless !!!!!! dinner was held at a restaurant in super-class Italian wine ... (pardòn. .. VINEGAR Italian) and good food in a setting of respect ...

The only handful was the fact that everyone was in suits, while Matthew and I were like two refugees newly arrived in Lampedusa ....

At the end of the meal comes the moment of the games with friends ... That's right here in Sweden at the dinner and at times when you are together it is customary to play various tricks, just to laugh a little ... The game of the evening was to write the title of the songs that were played on the stereo ... just like "Sarabande" but without Papi, but .... with my supervisor who acted as a conductor ... SPQS: are these crazy Swedes .. .

The day after the conference has been following the thread a little bit of the previous day: workshops and spoken English in a divine way by all ...

15 hours, after a sumptuous lunch (de novo) in meat and delicacies of various kinds, SIIIIIIIIIIII PARTEEEEEEEEE!

The return to Lund was held in a totally different way than the outward fact, instead of taking the train as happened in the journey, our mythical Ludvig supervisor has offered to take us up to Lund ...

Shortly before mounting in the car, a question I did, however, some doubt our choice: "Since I'm overwhelmed, do you mind if after a while we give the leadership changes?" ... dialogue between me and Ludvig has since developed more or less as follows: "Mmmmm ... that car are you?" "Audi A6" "Without ...". What can I say ... I am a guy interested in nice cars ...

exchanged at the guide I found out later it meant to exchange even after 50 km (50 !!!!), that is not just out of the city and take the highway ...

This meant that I've done more than 600 km of road driving that car bomb ...

style guide below (especially important for making "sboroni") was as follows: the limits and driving style of the type "sister" until Ludvig was awake; foot on the brick on the gas and limits doubled when the poor man was dozing in the passenger seat ...

Estimated time to reach Lund: 6 hours. Duration: 5 hours and a handful of minutes, including stops at roadside restaurants to eat a child menu "that I accidentally ordered to make sure the cunning of the century, triggering the smiles of the girl (mother topaaaaa!) That was at the bar ... Anyone who knows me, knows what a menu dell'autogrill child can feed my large stomach ...

arrived in Lund at 9 am, after saying goodbye to a even destroyed Ludvig, we ran to our rooms to sleep ... DORMIREEEE ??!?!?!?!?!? But vala ... the evening was the birthday of John, then .... FESTAAAAAA! After a

Galley where I washed only half of my body (arm, a leg, an ear, a foot ball e. ..) for the haste, I am the legendary sling room Thu, now already in an advanced state of photonics dancing, which was really the world! It seemed that all students at Lund Erasmus had arranged to meet him ....

forget the tiredness, I determined to pass one of the best nights since I came here ...

E 'Lund, Erasmus is the people ...... .... and then the bed and sleep very little you can see it ..... but that's okay .... we live up to to get the most ....

Not a bad way of life ...

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