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First Day in Fishkill


as it may seem, are in a town where people like to kill our friends from the sea ... so 'is not seen Kill that comes from the Dutch word and means little river ...

Basically I live in the "river of fish"!

The home of Rob and 'the typical American home in the suburbs and I do not mind at all to live in!


The first day in Fishkill and 'started with a nice coffee' and an Italian as spaghetti so I did not!


After greeting Rob 'cause busy with work I took a stroll to the American town of the province.

(Yellen drive, the way home!)



(a riot of houses and miniature American flags!)


(I've been waiting to come out Rev. Lovejoy The Simpsons ... will change the letters' for tomorrow: P)

(Welcome to Fishkill!)







(also here on September 11 has left its mark ...)

(Hahaha! I had seen them on television so sti!)

(Everywhere Italian restaurant!)


(the huge American roads)

As you can see from these photo there is' very few people, almost no one around the street ... in reality 'of people there' ... but they are all in the car!
People here and 'really lazy .. nobody walks ... in fact people look at me as I walk in a strange way ... as if to say "who and' I'm stupid that you sti slamming?"
the fastfood never close and there 's always a slaughter of people in or out in line with the car here as you can imagine ... fatties and magaciccioni there!
I really did struggle to find food in these supermarkets as it should be ..
They are full of crap of all kinds, but they have fresh ... well ... fresh produce them ... but they cost a bang! Like a fresh mozzarella the size of a golf ball you pay $ 6 \\ € 5.75!

And donuts! Are everywhere! And I thought that Homer Simpson was just a parody! Sti cocks!

ultimately pushed curiosity 'I wanted to try one of these "crap"


I wanted to try an American-style milkshake ... and is half Japanese told me that they do not have them .... the "Smoother "I have not yet understood what '... the fact is that all the strange taste that I had chosen "Lemon" Just to be sure!

to finish this thing took me one hour and a half! I'm not kidding!



Ah! off-topic fun!
While I was in the grocery store parking lot (this one)

They approach two kinds, one white and one black, with white pants and torn Slipknot T-shirt and black hip-hop ghetto style.
speaks to me.
The first young people I see I'm fucking village!

"Hi man! Do you .....( words fast I did not understand) ... Crack, Weed?"

At first I thought they wanted vendermi della droga...
gli ho detto che ero italiano....

E mi hanno chiesto:"Did u know where can find the shit?"
Cioe' "Sai mica dove possiamo trovare la droga?"

I'm sorry man...
I'm here only two days...

Mi salutarono augurandomi buona fortuna....solo dopo capii che stavano cercando la droga da me....cioe'....mi hanno scambiato per uno spacciatore...

Fucking american guys!

mi sa che c'e' qualcosa che non va nel mio guardaroba!hahaha!

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Traveling to New York

E' stata una vera e propria odissea giungere in questo paese..

ma partiamo dal principio...

Dopo una notte insonne mi dirigei all'aereoporto di Linate in buon ora pronto per partire.

Un ultimo saluto ai genitori e via.si parte.

Sull'aereo per Londra feci amicizia con una tale Simona,rappresentante di aziende produttrici di soia,e di Michele,campione nazionale junior di Judo che vive da un anno a New York city.

Arrivati a Londra salutammo Simona arrivata a destinazione e ci apprestammo a cercare il check in della Virgin Airways per la coincidenza.

Purtroppo la sorpresa che non ci aspettavamo era che il volo per New York era gia' partito da 5 minuti...

Piu' di 200 persone che l'hanno presa in culo davanti al check in a sclerare....bestemmie di ogni tipo e di ogni lingua..

Gli addetti continuavano a ripetere di stare in "Stand by for the next plane ...

I took advantage to go for a drink at the pub the airport ... I 'I met 2 German girls named Christine and Cristyn ... Cris & Cris renamed for the occasion ....

Quite nice ... too bad that there were two teachers of religion .... Oh well '...

7 hours after arrival in London 'the famous plane!

Unfortunately all the aircraft after I had arrived late and all the people who had to take the connection had been discharged before the check-in.
really so many people!

The idea of \u200b\u200ba smart executive of Virgin, 'was to extract lots passengers could fly to New York as places not there was for all ... And I

'away with the mining ...

For each name were first extracted oaths and deep "Nooo" resignation followed by applause for the lucky ticket holder ...

After ten tickets released the employee to mention a name I heard in broken English ... "Anndrwea Kaforrsi"

And there 'screaming for joy seasoned with expletives general.

A quick greeting to all friends and stayed in London via plane. Destination New York!

You say no .... come on ... you've been through too much right now ...

and I tell you that we are only beginning ...

arrive over New York the pilot tells us that there is' a storm in progress della madonna e che in citta' e' in corso un black out generale...

Data l'ora tarda e la stanchezza generale,l'ufficio immigrazione di Boston sembrava piu' "l'ufficio profughi di guerra"

Il vostro amato si e' presentato in condizioni pietosi davanti allo sportello e dopo 2 domande generali lo sbirro di colore mi congedo' con uno "Statte Bono",ve lo giuro!

In seguito riuscii a passare anche la dogana per gli alimenti...lo sbirro bianco somigliante a Bill gates mi fece passare senza manco controllarmi...

la nduja di Rob era salva! (tipico salume calabbrese!)








(5 o'clock in the morning, airport Boston)

's finally 'finished .... maybe you say!

fact is that Boston's airport arrival 'an executive of Virgin combed everything and gave us a chance' to go to New York in Taxi ... all expenses paid.

ascended into the taxi with two Frenchmen named Cristy and Kool way to New York.

Poor Rob was waiting for hours at the airport and called him to tell him that I would come to "Fishkill" by taxi ... and them 'I collapsed into sleep more' deep.

I awakened in the middle of a parking lot of a McDonald's and the taxi driver asked me if I wanted a hamburger for breakfast ...

Ah! Perhaps you did not say ... but with all the taxi drivers in Boston and I 'happened to an Italian American ... anagrafe Nicole Cipollone, who immigrated from Pescara in '54 ...

I spoke with him only in Abruzzese dialect I've given them to relatives 'and some' I understand.

Anyway ... after turning down the burger of 7 in the morning I took an express and continuing the journey ...

4 hours of machine and here is the City!

immense, boundless, ever!

entered the North Bronx, with its typical houses from the ghetto before moving to Manhattan with all its splendor and its visual omnipotence

yellow taxis sped everywhere around us, Fifth Avenue, Broadway, the Empire .. but .. Oh well '... we'll talk about more' forward 'cause the journey is not' done!

After having accompanied two French Fucking, so 'dubbed by my friend guinea taxi driver asked me if I wanted to be accompanied by Rob Fishkill, given that Virgin had paid just to get to NY ...

I said yes' and I paid only the oil .... even if he did not want ... but it seemed right ...

Turn to New York in a cab in Boston with Nicolas Cipollone to speak in dialect Pescara ....

Normal ....

fact is that after two hours of journey (oh yes '... the United States are great!) Arrived at Fishkill at noon, they' Rob was waiting for us down the road.

After a hug and a glass of brandy and waved the driver went into the house ... The trip

'came to an end after less than 35 hours!

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not only lose sleep


The night has the power to bring forth thoughts of that day could never jump out.
considered so whit to take your sleep.

so last night, sleepless, on rehash of why there is a logic in all our actions.

E 'giugno.ore 12, 5:43 am
The air is fresh.

The most plausible reason for this absence orfeiana you might find in this little journey we're missing.

New york, big apple, the capital of the world ... what will be, what find ...

but no.
is not the city that wakes me.

It 's the reason of my journey.

The reason I feel the need to escape to a place so far,
in mind as the heart.

And 'the brain that claim.

Claim pulses live
claim roads,
places, people.

E 'this is the crux of the matter.

so accustomed to pass forever from our days in complete apathy do not realize that something is disintegrating.

We are beginning to lose the little things without realizing.

In the past it was like taste in passing endless evenings in the company friends,
afternoons to camp out in the shade of a tree in Villa ...

but simply the taste of coffee in the morning, wandering aimlessly
,
Talking ...

Unfortunately the little things lost with the passing of the seasons will become big ...

and we will find ourselves in a sea of \u200b\u200bloneliness ...
life jackets and we'll create the imaginary
seek salvation in frivolous and disinterested persons,
will use the most deadly substances to rise up from the head of each remasuglio reality
become and laughed degrinati of Brianza.

E 'for this reason that takes my sleep.

can not end like this. I do not want
per nessuno.

C'è chi la propria strada l'ha presa...
chi ci sta ancora pensando...
chi oramai si è rassegnato...
e chi,come me, attende 15 giorni...

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I never thought .. The day is approaching

Quanto è drammatico trovarsi in ascensore in compagnia di persone sconosciute;
all'uscita si rimuove tutta l'esperienza, ma avevate mai pensato a quanto sono interminabili quegli attimi,
silenzio assoluto,
ogni persona guarda in una direzione diversa e comunque cercano tutti di evitare lo sguardo degli altri,
i posti da osservare sono sempre those:

guarantee
lift the panel
indicator plans
the door
clock
Sharp
plate or any other small light

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A strange feeling.

Intoxicating hypochondriac and at the same time.

's the day approaching.

The mind that is already traveling to your destination.

.. and now .. but have lived with a taste for the first time.

I accept the challenge.
We can not pull back right now.


but then ...

because ...
say ...
all this because it takes courage to go?

Why real courage is to walk every single day



on the same streets of a lifetime.