SEVENTEEN NUMBER NUMBER NUMBER FIFTEEN SIXTEEN
MIMOSE FROM THE 883, VIA THE MARACANA
Mimosa rhymes with March 8 International Women's Day with gifts to the teacher, to the best of the class, mother, sister, or to any girlfriends, lovers, wives, colleagues , mother in law and so on. Our city in fact, from 7 are colored in yellow, with a seller in every corner. For which the traveler is surprised when italics, since mid-February, the streets of Belgrade are tinged with yellow flower with gypsies and they start selling the symbol of the celebration of women with suspicious advance.
And the traveler usually italics in the company of a friend wayfarer italics, are found in the car at 8 o'clock on Sunday evening, pointing to the SPLAV. "But today is International Women's Day here too?"'s Eyes light up "Sure." Loads such as Duracell batteries, our heroes find themselves strolling along the Danube, trying to select the best SPLAV, although in fact they seem a bit 'all desperately empty. No seller of mimosa, mimosa-no woman bears. And no indication of parties, strip shows and more. We find ourselves well into the Cider Baretto "good", with prices very popular (one for 60 dinars, a pint of beer at 90 Helen, with the change to 93 means, respectively 64 and 97 cents), "is the pre-evening, then we'll go or another SPLAV or in a club in the center .... " Famous last words: apart from a bit 'motion to Tramvail, a little bar with live music of high quality, the city is definitely dead, although it is Sunday and despite being the eighth of March. And although the two have shot at least ten local heroes.
Calava so the curtain on a disappointing weekend, rainy and gray, from Friday night: Murphy docet. Why Wednesday through Friday, and also for most of Monday, a warm sun shone on Belgrade, almost spring. It 'been a bad weekend a bit' to everyone, it seems: what emerges from the conversation with Daria, Udine girl just arrived in the student (but with prior experience in Belgrade, last year), who worked on the thesis, and Ben, my new roommate, who spent Saturday and Sunday evening to watch movies together with an Austrian. The paradox is that Daria and I speak in English - in the face of stereotypes about Italians - with Ben replied to Daria in Serbian, although English is 100% Ben (Ben is one of the few English multilingual). In return, the stalls are still bright yellow flower.
Italians write and look at the dish that gave me Beppe Severgnini, as the organizer of the MCII pizza-Italians, held Friday, March 13 in Belgrade. Staff of the Embassy and the Italian Institute of Culture (with lots of potential wives / mothers), and engaged journalists, representatives of the delegations regional / international organizations, managers of banks / insurance / FIAT, entrepreneurs, teachers and the inevitable "trainees" Perhaps there are only the NGOs, for the rest of the portrayal of Italians Belgrade seems to be very loyal. The pizza is good, the atmosphere is elegant, but relaxed and informal and "cozy": a decent job of preparing in recent weeks with the management of the restaurant, where the service is impeccable, and the careful direction of Beppe, able to treat the latest details, provide a pleasant evening and everyone - outlet - have met expressions and smiling. Not even the bill - more than 56,000 dinars, to be divided into 38 units - no problem.
The pizza is the highlight of the weekend Belgrade Severgnini, the last leg of a week spent in Bucharest and Sofia: I had the opportunity to talk with him, pulling out difficulties who was born in 1982 by parents of Abruzzo - the eighth grade he and her fifth grade - transplanted in Milan under the "job" in the railways, trying to find a place in the sun feeling obliged to go out of an Italy more shady and grim than ever. If the reader
contemptuously dismissed "When you start to work?" Detailed account of past life experiences (internships, volunteer and study) in six countries over the past three years, Beppe reacted with natural ease, "you have my admiration, you made a series of choices and courageous that sooner or later, when you least expect it, you will be rewarded. The problem is that you are a generation sucker: how to top it all, came the crisis. Even though you will go to graduate in communication sciences .... " If
live like a quiet little man, distracted and shy when Beppe is an audience to entertain, is completely transformed, kidnapping everyone with his stories, anecdotes and clever jokes. There 's been so meeting the media library of the Institute (Thursday, the day when Vidic was on the front pages of newspapers Serbs), it went into the lesson in college, which paints a portrait, half way between the serious and the facetious, of our beloved Italy.
It was also fun to go, along with Maya - very nice local journalist - a preview of the exhibition with a collection of gifts received by Titus (next opening), and above all it was fun to see the enthusiasm of Beppe when I brought in the legendary Maracana, the stage of the Red Star, which has also bought some gadget Beppe, in homage to the history of Dejan Stankovic, the restaurant owner that hosted our pizza.
Laughing and joking, though one that 'went another weekend ... the weekend goes off with the news ... well ... then wait for the weekend will be convinced that' the best .... the weekend!
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