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Elderly woman behind the counter in a small town

Lungo la costa argentina che da Buenos Aires corre fino al Sud del mondo, c'è un isolotto dalla forma ottagonale (decisamente irregolare..) collegato al continente da una sottile striscia di terra. È la Peninsula Valdes, nella parte Nord della Patagonia, sul 42imo parallelo australe, dopo che il fertile verde de La Pampa diventa prima il giallo sporco di Rio Negro e poi l'arido color senape della provincia di Chubut. È a piu' o meno due quinti della strada che bisogna percorrere per arrivare dalla Capitàl Federàl a Ushuaia. La città più grande nelle vicinanze è Puerto Madryn, centro urbano deputato al commercio via mare ,all'industria pesante, siderurgica in particolare, e all'estrazione di petrolio. Verso gli anni settanta tale città contava quasi 3.000 abitanti, adesso, almeno 30 volte tanto. Da Puerto Madryn si parte per giungere, dopo un centinaio di chilometri, al cuore della Peninsula. Peninsula Valdes è una riserva faunistica, qui vengono a abitare da giugno a dicembre la grande maggioranza delle balene franco australi, questa è la casa di leoni marini, elefanti marini e foche. Punta Norte, l'angolo più a nord dell'ottagono, ospita durante tutto l'anno alcune colonie di pinguini di magellano, un pò piu' piccolini rispetto a quelli dell'Antartide. In questo territorio è realmente possibile incontrare guanacos, volpi grigie, alcuni armadillo, rheas, mara e anche dei piccoli nandù.(!).
Per arrivare alla Peninsula Valdes si passa per un posto di controllo; qui, dove il bus si ferma per molti minuti, si paga l'entrata. Il costo è di 1 peso per gli abitanti della provincia, 10 per i sudamericani, 35 per gli altri. L'unico centro abitato è Puerto Pyramides, sul golfo che congiunge la "striscia di terra" all'"isoletta" nella parte sud della Peninsula. Il paese si sviluppa lungo un'unica strada asfaltata. Non ci sono parallele o perpendicolari. C'è solo questa strada, le poche case sui due lati non hanno più di un piano. Qualche cabaña ha al massimo dei mezzipiani rialzati.
Indubbiamente questo luogo risente moltissimo del grosso afflusso turistico che prosegue quasi ininterottamente per tutto l'anno. Questa è una fermata -praticamente- obbligatoria per chi voglia avventurarsi verso la parte piu' meridionale del'Argentina. Gran parte dei turisti viene qui con escursioni in giornata organizzate da Puerto Madryn, raramente rimane qui a dormire; se lo fa, è molto molto improbabile che si fermi per piu' di una notte. I costi all'apparenza sono proibitivi: per mangiare il classico sandwich con milanesa (panino con la cotoletta) si pagano 12 pesos, anzichè i 2 o 3 ai quali si è abituati.
Niente paura.. nessuna nostalgia per i Our Autogrill! Quite simply this is one of the foods most 'cheap .. It must be said also that the 'Apollo' is no longer 'like a good time, then those two slices of tomato beaten them'-which in reality are often one slice more '3/4..- are actually sad ... and finally .. what happened to the glorious "Rustichella Mediterranean"? .. And the luscious "Panchito"?.
There are many restaurants and hotels, all quite expensive souvenir shops and the gadgets (especially no trash ..) raging on all sides, as you can 'speak for the agencies that organize excursions, tours to admire the naturaleza. Puerto Pyramides actually does not invite travelers to stop quaggiu' per molto tempo. Sarà causa o conseguenza ma anche i vari propietari dei negozi non colpiscono per la loro gentilezza.
Il paese ha iniziato a svilupparsi dal 1901, quando la ferrovia riusciva a portare qui i materiali che sarebbero serviti ai primi abitanti per viverci e essa stessa costituiva l'unico mezzo per raggiungere il resto del continente. Tutt'oggi è possibile vedere le primissime rotaie e i primissimi vagoncini. Sono rimasti li', completamente arrugggini, dove ora c'è la "piazza" principale, uno spiazzo d'erba (bruciata dal sole) a lato dell'unica strada, in fondo, in alto, dove il paese sembra finire, prima che la ruta si esaurisca scendendo verso la punta tra lo spiaggione principale e la grande spiaggia piu' isolated. Next there are the 'hospedaje and the bar "El español," the most' ancient and the most 'economic possibilities, here are the villagers to drink something (else `not even the coffee machine). In 2009, El español compira'un century of life.

The last census said that Puerto Pyramides is "home" for 348 persons. It should not be at all easy to live in this place. The strong wind hits you without interruption, the sun beats down (we are also close to the ozone hole .. .. .. always someone pays), the day we can be 40 degrees. At night, no wonder you if you fall below the ten ... .. And we are in February, the height of summer ..
Mabel lives in Puerto Pyramides. Mabel is a lady most high 'or minus 1 meter and 65, light brown-gray hair pulled back falling on the forehead by way' of fringe, but important to build "agile." It is not "fat" is simply not lean .. has the air of one who is bursting with health, it seems pretty toned, here. The meeting in the morning I'm looking for somewhere to stay in Puerto Pyramides. I open the door of the bar 'Hospedaje "El español," is very dark, the television on, some colored fabrics hanging on the walls, dusty old bottles on the shelves, there on the counter' of everything (clothes, newspapers, medialunas Vecchiotti) , the case is like the ones that you could meet in the remote village in the 'Italy of 20 years ago. The wooden floor creaks when we support your feet. She is cutting her hair to a man. He turns abruptly and rude tone, almost intimidating, asks me "What do you want ??".. "Let me know if you can sleep here, Mrs. .. please .. thanks ..". "To share a room costs 12 pesos, but you have to wait because I have to clean now is not ready .. .. occhei ?!!?" Yeah ... a question please ... " "No kitchen!" "Okay .. thanks .. I just wanted to know if ..." "The bathroom is shared!" ".. Mrs. Perfect .. thanks .. but I 'just want to know if in the meantime I leave the backpack here .." "Do as you like .. pero 'now stop asking questions because I have to finish his hair cut in Juan." Mabel is hard .. Direct .. does everything to make you uncomfortable. Mabel
do not know why but I like ugly, is very nice to me .. I've never met someone so 'crabby .. is not rude .. But surely 'you do not feel at ease .. While pronunica those sentences can not help but laugh .. Then there 'to say something .. Mabel has a very good side. Dura .. but very good. After having supported the backpack in a corner, trying to hold the rice and I rejoined her, raising the right index finger. "I'm sorry to bother you again .. lady - do not turn, continues to cut hair-.. I wanted to know if there is drinking the bath water" turns fast, looked at me for a moment and sketching a quarter of a smile I said, "Yes yes. quiet qui la usiamo per bere, cucinare, lavare i pavimenti...". C'e' da dire che questo accostamento non lo riesco a capire a fondo. "Adesso basta pero', Tano!! (ha capito che sono italiano) se no dormi nella camera sporca!". Vado in spiaggia.
Quando finalmente ritorno e mi butto sul letto lasciando la porta aperta, appare lei. "Tano! pagame." Chiaro! sono qui da poche ore ma ho capito che cio' che dice Mabèl è un ordine. Mi alzo, pago e le chiedo fino a che ora si puo' rientrare la sera. "Se io sono già andata a dormire devi entrare dal retro, là c'e' una stradina che ti porta alla calle" "Scusi.. dove??" "la'.. -facendo il gesto con la mano- poi te la cerchi" "grazie signora". Davvero non posso help but laugh every time I talk to her. Reminds me of my prof. Latin and the graco Berchet: estimadisima the prof. Maristella Ceva.
The rooms are on the back of the bar, around the flower beds of geraniums bounded by an infinite number of green bottles, upside down, stuck in the ground. Here you can 'make friends with other travelers who have had the luck (and tenacity) to meet this place. Can 'happen that while talking with some of them appear suddenly señora Maria, 85, proudly shows you the photo of her with her grandmother, taken right outside the door of the bar 70 years ago. Mary complains about the fact that none of the two children has given grandchildren. If you try to say something practically useless: it is almost deaf. Pero 'makes you always have great smiles. Mary is the mother of Umberto and Alberto. Umberto is the "companion" Mabel, with her handling the hospedaje, Albert manages the bar. The second day I asked Mabel who was mod the most 'economical excursion in Peninsula. She tells me that usually a more '"barata" and do so with Umberto for 50 pesos (instead of 90) .. pero 'had quarreled that morning, so I recommend to put a hitch but do not tell anyone. Here we live with the excursions. Lead me to the intersection of the road to Madryn. Look for 4 hours for someone to lift me up to Punta Norte but .. nada. Remain at 40 and 50 km from Pyrmides by penguins. Change the side of the road and after some 'me back to a family home.
in all rooms and bar are on fabrics and wood with hand-drawn artwork. Mabel Li's paintings, some "so .. so much to beautify, others following a course of painting which he attended for one year to P.to Madryn. Mabel is at pains to explain all the work of "chiaroscuro" and proposed that he should have followed in the paint. Near the bar there is one that depicts a house on the edge of a lake at the bottom of the mountains and the sun. There 's also a tree on whose branches there are two swings. It is the house where she grew up Mabel, near Esquel, in the area of \u200b\u200blakes in northern Patagonia, the Argentine Chilean border. "See these logs near the shore of the lake? There were four different heights. When the water covered the third, I remember my mom took us all and we went to bed in the plan more 'high. In those days you could not sleep, she was frightened and spent the night watching the water level in the moonlight. "Mabel's dark eyes are beautiful, heavy loads of humanity. If you ask why it is coming here, you responding "Tano! What do you do? want to write a book about me? "" I moved 20 years ago, have never returned the'..".
Talk Mabel, after she made you realize that like you, is a real privilege. Even when you down a bit 'of complicity does not lose never takes his air, but 'laughs with pleasure and makes fun of you constantly. Not everyone with confidence .. more 'you see that we still hurts when you respond in a rude .. worse. The first two days I slept in a room with two French. They were angry with her: "we are traveling for two months .. there's ever been treated so '.. We are" very sad ".. this is our last stop and did not want to end like' Here it is ... dear all, there are whales and dueña is unbearable. " I was laughing my bad ...
who attended the bar is-roughly-friend of his. It does not take so much .. as I said we live here in 348 .. If you stop to talk with her knitting while watching television puoi conoscere Pino, un vecchietto di quasi 90 anni a cui piace tantissimo il calcio italiano. Un pomeriggio lo vedo mentre si sta bevendo una birra davanti alla replica di Lazio Milan.. "Pino!! guarda che ce la siamo vista insieme due giorni fa!!" "Tano.. lo so.. 0 a 0.. ma il calcio italiano mi incanta.. sempre". Lazio-Milan io l'avevo ritenuta "inguardabile". Mabèl non me la voleva far vedere, poi le ho detto che il giorno dopo avrei pulito io i bagni e lei ha acconsentito. L'indomani non ha voluto che li pulissi io.

Un giorno eravamo sdraiati sui letti. Fernando, un argentino, ingegnere agronomo di 38 anni, Michele (si legge Miscèl!) uno svizzero di Ginevra di 28 anni, e io. Michele di mattina era andato da una tipa a get a massage because it made him very bad back. At about 7 in the afternoon the girl, named Mirta, comes to visit Michael and asked him how it goes. He stops for a bit 'in the room talking and tells us if more' Later we go out to eat with her friend. Mabel goes out of the room, calls me and Fernando. In its own way. Walking in a split second point the finger at him first then to me, snapping his fingers twice and with a fast wrist movement beckons us to come out. Squirting standing and reach. It tells us to beware, that Mirta is a (half) alcoholics and not to quarrel with her friend.
The evening is really strange. Mirta not touch a drop of beer and talk about ideas such as Zen. The Her friend, Sonia (we discover to be representative of the Peninsula Valdes in front of UNESCO), the non-stop drinking before and it's really annoying. We three are stunned and eager to go home. We feel strongly uncomfortable. The next day, Mabel tells the sad story of Mirta and tells us that Sonia is on trial because he had a fight with a girl working at the pub Pyramides. She had gone to protest the loud music, the girl (who apparently was very nice) had responded rudely (but not that much, according to Mabel) and Sonia with a stone in his hand he had split his face. When we told her all the various scenes of the evening Mabel laughs.

A Puerto Pyramides breathe "history." Not just because we know that dinosaurs lived here, the climate is right and the same naturaleza that inspire you this feeling. In the enormous Spiaggione isolated, there is' a point where the sand gives way to the smooth rocks that appear at low tide. On one there are two big names engraved with a date: "Carlos y Maria 5.11.70. It 's strange what' you try to see this writing on escompare with the tide but which remains forever 'for 35 years ... Excursus
.. : November 5 .. This date is very easy for me to remember. On November 5, 1980, and in fact 'one of the best concerts of all time Bruce had begun 32 days from the "The River Tour". Since this concert was made "Badlands" five times for vinyl, "Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band Live 1975-1985." Unfortunately it was cut the phrase with which Mr. Springsteen introduced the song .. It was the day after the first election of Reagan as president of the United States of America .. "I do not know what you guys think about What Happened last night .. But I think it's pretty frightenin '." He did not say more 'or less like this' .. He had used exactly those words. That concert, then went down in history as the "Heart and Soul" - 34 songs including one of the best versions of "Drive All Night" (the sax of Clarence ... "hello ..")-, was hosted from the State University in Tempe, Arizona. Here I come. (Yes.. I took a bit 'wide ..). In this place-if I remember correctly, he had played one of three televised debates between Kerry and Bush in October 2004. I had watched. To my bad luck. I remember very well that feeling of anger I felt enormae to see that those who should "lead" the planet, saying he faced more 'or less the same things and talking to absolutely fucking slogan (especially Yankee habit). Well .. I never knew it would be easy to come to something worse. Every time I look at the sites of the Italian newspapers. I'm just sucks what 'is happening.
First of all, I think, for the sake of a community of 60 million people, is not so 'wrong intern in strength and maybe without a fair process (it's just a process in which the accused himself can 'change the rules?) someone like Silvio Berlusconi. He who for that community itself and its institutions did not show anything but absolute contempt. I'm sorry .. about certain things "Bentham, utilitarian .. I prefer the utility of 60 million people with the usefulness of a .. You can find it "absurd"? The absurdity is that in Italy some irreducible "guaranteed" going to make you go through an "executioner" .. This same "guaranteed" has brought us to this situation .. (Requirements, with acquittals ad personam "laws, a welfare state is collapsing etc.. Etc. Etc..) E 'to these, in my opinion-fake-, "guaranteed" I spend all my heart with Italy in recent years.
I know that the concept can 'be confused .. I apologize. If anyone had not understood I write .. I'm eager to make me understand better. In this time-maybe-not been able.
That said, I find it disrespectful, mean and lowest for the Italian community that the election campaign, in theory, decide the fate of our country is taking place all on the "I win" - "No I win." Manco we were to elect members of a fourth class school! With all due respect to those who go to the fourth high school .. Ie '.. Explain .. how does it work? If you say you win, you win and if you say you lose, you lose? And 'that's what brought the culture of the protagonist e del "vincente", di cui avevo parlato in un post precedente??? Penso pero' una cosa. Che tutti noi siamo colpevoli di questa situazione. Piu' o meno consapevolmente. L'individualismo di cui sono pregne le nostre società non ci ha permesso (e non ci permette) di vedere dove si stava (e si sta) andando.. tutti a badare ai cazzacci propri senza porre un minimo di attenzione al "noi". Solo all' "io". Non penso che questa situazione ce la siamo meritata, pero' in un certo qual modo ne siamo stati complici. Magari avendo solo un ruolo di "spettatori strafottenti". Qualcuno dirà "no, io no!". Mi dispiace, magari potrei dirlo anch'io: il fatto, la realtà, e' che cio' a cui siamo arrivati è questo. Non siamo stati able to do enough, perhaps the result of the work and attention of many (because they are however many) people will see in a few years. But, I repeat, this is the reality. You say "win"? Then you vote. You say you "lose"? Then you will not vote.
Cynically, this is what we have before.

Not to mention the tremendous history of these "communists" in 2006 threaten the serenity '(presumed or otherwise) of the Italian people .. "Silvio! Shit! The Cold War is over! The U.S. have won! Trust! I remember! Really! If you want I've got at home with the videotape recorded on an episode of Samarkand with the collapse of the wall! I do not know if you pay why do not you trust me a lot .. Pero 'I let it get a copy. "I can remember being curious as one born in 1978 has become aware of the cold war ..

I was 10 years old, was in June of 1988. It was the Europeans defeated the Netherlands. The training me I remember even today in memory ... More 'to Russia's goal, Van Basten, I like to remember that in the semifinals to Germany: 2 to 1, one minute from time, in a slip, in anticipation of the stopper 3 cm German (I do not know if it was Kohler). Unforgettable. Even if you do not like to Real (10 months). excursus finish the football mind of a fine goal that Vialli had stuck to Zubizareta '78imo Italy in the second game. It was the 'year of the championship di Sacchi. In quell'anno ero andato per la prima volta in Curva Sud, accompagnato da Umberto Gay, a vedere Milan- Como 5 a 0. Donadoni aveva aperto le marcature verso la mezz'ora del primo tempo.

Come detto, era giugno del 1988. Ero sul divano di casa mia e parlavo con nonno Roberto che teneva in mano il mio sussidiario; io avevo un pigiamino estivo, blu, con Braccio di ferro. Dopo pochi giorni ci sarebbe stato il mio compleanno, lui, mi aveva regalato la mia prima radio. Bianca e gialla. Mi parlava della Storia che aveva visto, come fanno i nonni con i nipoti, con affetto. Non mi ricoordo come eravamo arrivati li', ma mi parlava della guerra. Poi aveva iniziato a spiegarmi cosa era successo dopo la guerra.. ad un certo punto mi aveva per la prima Once informed of the existence of a third world war, called "cold war". "The Third World War has won the America and it lost the Soviet Union." This sentence I remember her well. I remember those words because I felt there was something subversive than the walls that housed. It will be because I was small "someone" had put beside my bed the poster of "The Fourth Estate" (even now I have it on his desk). It will be because once I was watching with my mom at the end of Superman, where he is taking the world and turns back time (I do not know if complete with stars and stripes ..). My dad had fallen asleep on the sofa next and he awoke to the loud music of that scene. "Ebbasta with these Americans!" he blurted. It will be because when we did the Subbuteo tournament with the national, my father-between the various teams (24 teams were doing tournaments!) - Always took the USSR (and Italy ...). A memorable Brazil - USSR 5 to 2, after returning from a dinner at the "Sixth Continent" near the site of Civil Society. It was one of the last days of December, I had to do four goals in a young Romario.

I do not know .. Perhaps for these reasons the words of my grandfather Roberto played "subversive." After a few days at the table I had this new thing called the "third world war" America won and lost by Russia .. "Who told you these things? "I asked my dad surprised '.." Grandpa Bob "." Ah. "was the only answer.

The word of the grandparents do not argue. And I must say that I really like and I appreciate that.

We return to Puerto Pyramides .. Here, when there is' little wind, the bathrooms are spectacular. The water is too cold and is also clean, crystal-clear that you see the fish pass near the foot. You got 'ste whales? Mica fissured! Mica are like us who go there to live where the air is unbearable! .. I think they had the chance to govern ("...") maybe we would live all over the world .. .. I smell better but 'not all that have both' desire is to govern .. the only thing that I want to know is to be left in peace .. I can not blame him.

One thing that you can 'see in all of South America and Puerto Pyramides in particular here is that you divide your space with the children. Wherever you are you're likeable human beings around the most high 'one meter or less you spend on all sides. I love it. The other day, more isolated in the wide beach, there was a little girl, has had 3-4 years that went back and forth with his dog. She had long blonde hair, a white T-shirt from which protruded out of the belly, an API of tiny blue jeans and bare feet, a Labrador retriever follows her everywhere, she threw a stick and he reported it to him, she approached the water and he was always there 'with her. I think he was one of those bands a bit 'baggy to tie his hair was in fact a lot of laps around the hair rubio, before leaving with her young and cheerful steps. In the other beach had to do a little 'more' attention. There were three brothers. ("..." Older sister has had 6 years) in the middle, little sister on his right, brother, "medium" on the left. The sister gave her hand to her big sister, the brother did not want to "shake hands" and rebuked the sisters. Well .. I do not know why but I liked the scene so much .. When I saw the mother scolded the child (his sister must have had the light!) I burst out laughing .. It was all incredibly "human" .. I remember that shortly before leaving Milan, I was going to the home of Vera and Siusy Nipple .. attraversanso Via Morosini was on the left side in c.so XXII Marzo going towards the center .. There were two sisters (small) crossing the road on the pedestrian crossing next to me. The larger sister (8-9 years), most likely to make the 'independent' did not want to shake hands with the child and was more 'on .. the more 'chasing the little crying, saying all-red face and his voice breaking with tears-"Vale! I tell my mother that does not give me your hand to cross the road" ... I had an incredible .. and tenderness-as-usual is not making me enough to affaracci I approached my-"Vale" and letting them knock knock on the shoulder, telling her that the accused had had to give her hand to her sister. I was also allowed a nod to my "protected". Nothing .. the most 'big then gave his hand to his sister, was scared and moved away quickly ..

Okay ..
are now almost three months that they are traveling, more 'or less than 13000 km routes .. after Uruguay, `c 'was the northern Argentina to Bolivia (best regards to great guys furgoneta-" Los de la JOURNALIERE furgoneta "come! Pietrone .. Te extraño muchisimo"), then a few days Baires between dentist and Monir, the Lake District Board-yet-superstar and now Patagonia and Tierra del Fuego. It feels strange. People and situations can sometimes be lacking, though it has been wrapped in something that gives you immense strength, consciousness and spirituality to me, until now, unknown.
There is a game that I often do when I travel. And this time I went to refining the technique and procedures. I call it "the game of doubles." It 'easy, almost trivial, but I love it. 1st step: look around and find out down here 'people who look like much, some other human being living on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. Currently in the top five women (I have it in High Fidelity!), That 'female impersonator met with many, there are Not-in-order: Sofia Lombardi (sister of Nino was born as me 24.06.) 'S lawyer. Laura Rossi, Chiara Fraschini, Aunt Carmela (though that 'wants to be called Lilli), prof. Stefania Pellegrini. Top Five Men: Gino (born Paolo), Jokes, the pope 'of Thomas and Camilla Albonetti, Giabba, Gaianino. The 2nd step, but is finding it easy to bring situations to situations for you "close". Some examples: When I saw the three brothers in the 'other beach "I had imagined my aunts with my dad' by children. On the lakeside Bariloche along I was in the company of two families (one was the one that hosted me, Maria and meals). We drank mate, there was a smiling young mamma, magra, con i capelli lisci e biondi che teneva tra le gambe un bambino paffutello biondo di piu' o meno due anni. Era uguale a me nelle foto di quasi 25 anni fa. Che sensazione strana!! Era come veder me bambino con la mia mamma.. quanto bene che ho voluto in quell'istante a quella signora quasi sconosciuta... E poi?? quando vedi gli amici che si prendono per il culo e nei loro sorrisi vedi tanta tanta vita??? A Puerto Madryn ero vicino al porto, è arrivata una macchina con la musica a palla che si sentiva a centinaia di metri di distanza. Saranno stati almeno sette la' dentro.. In tre scendono per fare la pipi' e la macchina riparte lasciandoli li'.. con le mani sui loro piselli, hanno iniziato a rincorrerla mentre dentro la macchina si vedeva che laughed a lot .. Then the car back, spouting "three" with the spray on the windshield, "the three" laughing fall and begin to "beat", while the machine starts up again, leaving behind a 'sound only music ..

understood more 'or less how the "game of doubles?? It 's easy and I like it. I enjoy tremendously. Why? Because everything seems more 'small and at the same time enormous. And 'of mankind as a whole. You feel great because it's so great what 'that we live every day, our habits, our relationships, our emotions. You feel almost infinitesimal because we are in 6 billion. And we are equal. We will have cultural differences but we are human beings, equal. Tiny and immense human beings.

It 's a game that I love .. is a great way to love, respect, learn about these creatures that inhabit the world.

good game of doubles. To all of you.

can now 'go, "Elderly Woman Behind The Counter In A Small Town."

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