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Ce mancava solo Osvaldo!

Hot nasty around here.
Fortunately, at night, sometimes, download free bucket of water to clean the sand of the roads and give the un'annaffiata format. Meanwhile three
Ostia doc set foot on the island and, after a thrilling approach, as it says, the first night I just finished the carpet! Apparently if Mr. Bacardi Gold them has worked very well to the sides until, when he was still believed to be in the game, sent them straight to the mat with a last directed properly in place.
Fortunately there is time to rebuild, and our will surely assert itself.
As for me and Giancarlo are also returning from a birthday party of a particular person rather than here and the Morro is a kind of authority as to length of attendance and personal history.
This friend of ours has a beautiful villa, with attached swimming pool and a breathtaking view of the sunset of Gamboa, lighthouse and marina of Morro.
Needless to say, even here there was to have fun. Then a sirendeconto how important it is to have the corner the right person. So much so that Giancarlo, loving but firm tone, inviting me to get dressed and to greet politely stopped the match just right when Mr. Smirnoff was loading the right.
Again, surely, Mr. Smirnoff will have the opportunity to rebuild.
Our visitors have to sober up patiently and wisely chose the hammock (among other things are hosted at the glorious Pousada Varanda Do Sol !!!).
Giancarlo and I, masochistically, we brought to the resacca Capoeira lesson of the evening, which saw us take a breath immersed in a pool of sweat and vodka aftertaste in your mouth. Apart from these innocent
avoidance we are leading a healthy life. I sometimes even eat fruit if embarked.

Kill how good the mango.

If anyone is interested, we sell mosquitoes. We have quantitatively and qualitatively different. Pick the spot.
Ah, I forgot! To the delight of those who dream in vain as banal a grandchild, I can still tell you that the family was enlarged right under our bungalow was a nice dog house made our Osvaldo.
Oswald, who at first glance seems to have the features of a lizard one meter, is actually a nice, big lizard. But on the other hand is so, run away as we get closer, take away the snakes and the Jehovah's Witnesses and befriends a Giancarla when drying clothes.

Oswald, however, adore the eggs and it seems like the flute of Jethro thulle with such harmony that flows from the speakers and is dispersed in the deep green of the vegetation around here.

Vabbe'dai, see you soon!
Um abrazo,

E.

Ps: we have no internet connection and we tend to be somewhat 'hidden at this moment! However, if you are looking for, those photos are in our homes and bungalows that rent from the end of January ... armed with a machete by the blade sharp and come and look!

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RIECCOCI!!!!!!!

Morro De Sao Paulo, January 10, 2010

landed in the middle of New Year's Eve in Salvador de Bahia after daring verosimigliante transfer in times of terrorism, here we are, finally, on our little island!

Three New Year in a single blow! Both per cominciare alla grande! Il primo alla mezzanotte italiana, cotti di sonno ed in volo sopra all’Atlantico.

“Auguri amore”.

“Fai azzittire questo mostriciattolo qua dietro, non ne posso più”

Il secondo un’ora dopo. Conto alla rovescia del Comandante in persona.

Mi sembra giusto: compagnia aerea portoghese, fuso orario portoghese!

“Auguri”

“Neanche un prosecchino allungano ‘sti purciari”.

“31 dicembre, volo economy”.

Passaporti, bagagli, taxi con il fido seppur sconosciuto Paulo Mesquita il quale, spronato dai rimproveri telefonici della moglie accannata da sola ad un veglione, ci ha scaricato al glorioso ostello “Galeria 13” di Salvador giusto in tempo per la mezzanotte ora locale di Bahia!!!

E fanno tre!

Però quest’ultimo capodanno termina a spasso sulle spiagge di Barra, dove i Bahiani vanno, tutti rigorosamente vestiti di bianco, ad offrire fiori e frutta to Jemanjià, the goddess of the sea; where tramps and tourists, grandmothers and grandchildren, they dance until morning under the indifferent eyes of Farol and quiet, submerged by the cries and scents that rise from the carts of street vendors and drunken summer just begun.

The Morro De Sao Paulo, shortly after.

A waterfall of affection that has coiled soft

and moved us in its spontaneity.

The Bungalow is Ok!

Sebastian has already been careful and la mano di Giancarla sta tornando a donargli quel qualcosa di impercettibile, ma per noi essenziale, che si era un po’ dissipato durante la nostra assenza.

Fantastico Sebastian: si è preso cura di Gasperino, del terreno e de lla casa ed ha pure sostituito la guarnizione della moka, irrimediabilmente consunta, con un doppione ricavato dalla corteccia di un Banano.

Vedi ad avere l’aiuto di un artigiano rasta e della sua dolce compagna Morgana!

E la macchinetta rappezzata, vi giuro, con la affidabile miscela “Santa Clara” fa un caffè superb!

later this month to a bigger house in the middle of the strip of forest that slopes toward the center of the village.

and a bungalow to rent to whoever happens here.

In the meantime we enjoy the first welcome visits, we continue to struggle to practice capoeira, bursting with a million dreams and ideas, we enjoy the sunset to soak in natural pools of fourth praia ;

reorganize ideas in short.

Six months long tough behind, even if he could not look.

Conti salty.

However, not criticize.

Now joy and impatience.

and curiosity, for sure.

to see what this gives us around the Morro de Sao Paulo, and what calls back.

We only know that this remote village is really incredible.

Both solar and fascinating, at least for us, that the sight of such beauty we come to inhibit fear that any attempt to express or communicate the harmony that the senses perceive, should be frustrated by the delicate simplicity of the model.

Fortunately, meanwhile, confirmed and reminded of a little knowledge gained through their attendance at these places and these people:

that

often said as a writer particularly dear to me and Giancarlo,

freedom and lightness.

And then, for celebrate the kaleidoscope of looks, colors and voices that intoxicates those who are taking at the hands of the avenue bearing sand at the beach, "One Love" by Bob Marley at full volume, jumping.

Happy 2010 and that the force be with you

soon,

E.

Ps:

Gasperino appears in good shape and at times polite. Evidently the care of the tutor in Argentina, which we have chosen to mitigate the genuine European culture of which we stuffed, have been successful. The only flaw of having the boy marry a kitten a few months of life with which it shares the bed and bowl games and affectionate early ventures away from the prying eyes of the local vice squad. In short, if the growing properly denoting a vision that did not recognize.

This young Lolita Forastiere called Grenhule (or something) because of the character in a book that Morgan loves, and is now with us.