L'illogicità sta solo nell'apparenza. Ma inganna lo stesso.
Once upon a time, c'era un paese che i nostri nonni ricordano ancora come la Svizzera del Medioriente. Rarità geomorfologica per l'area, vantava delle belle montagne cosparse di infinite file di cedri proprio a ridosso di una linea costiera di ininterrotte acque cristalline.
green and blue, yellow in the dryness of the desert east of rock and sand.
For reasons too lengthy and complicated to summarize, this country is facing fifteen years of the most dirty and bloody of all wars, one between brothers.
Prince of oxymorons, the civil war.
cedar today there are unfortunately few, but the waters are swimming away from the mined areas of the South, while surviving high tensions and suspicions.
When I crossed the country this summer, a persistent feeling of alienation accompanied my every step: an almost Dadaist, who rejected the logic of principle, hovered in the dark corners of the earth where he was born the first alphabet.
Today, less than five months away, the logic is reversed again, before denying corrupt. The government has fallen for three days, and the Special Tribunal for Lebanon (appointed by the UN in 2007 to investigate the murder of Lebanese President Rafiq Hariri occurred in 2005) will publish tomorrow the official's indictment.
almost certainly will point 'the finger on the group responsible for this downfall of the government, the famous Party of God known as Hezbollah. Which is defended and argued that any accusation is nothing but a sophisticated American-Israeli plot to strike him to death.
short, a vibrant cauldron of bitterness and resentment, ready to create the most diverse scenarios in the short term. Certainly not a usual situation in which enter the scene: from the perspective of the theater, I can not complain.
For now, the minimum margins of safety to undertake an internship I have been guaranteed - for these words can make sense right now-So unless some big surprises me embark Tuesday 'to Riga, and from there to Beirut (mysteries of the airways, not what you do to save one hundred euro).
Assuming that Lebanon does not jump into the air before, we'll spend at least four months.
Assuming that I rimpatrino just got off the plane, I get full of dreams and energy.
Transylvania me it regenerated, stimulated thoughts and hopes, filled the eyes of landscapes and colors. The team capodannino worked great, and no one was indifferent to a surprising Romania and the even more surprising warmth of its people (who, perhaps rightly, are considered descendants of the Dacians that of the Romans, then the Latin character).
The follies of the communist Ceausescu impress in the capital (to build the Parliament Palace, now the largest civil building in the world, was razed to the ground one-sixth of the city), small flocks of friendly stray dogs wander the boulevards and large parks in their winter splendor at odds with the bohemian squalor of the old town.
The Carpathians instead keep their promises of a century Gothic literature and film: the dark charm of fir, the painted monasteries (wonderful to Snagov, where is the tomb of the historical Dracula, Vlad Tepes the Impaler) Austro-Hungarian-style mountain towns and sharp peaks of the castles perched on hills whitened can not fail to create such expectations will soon adopt a series of garlic (we had found one in the entire Transylvania ..). Particularly fascinating the fortified town of Sighisoara (nice and treated to look like the set of a film, but enough decadent to keep his soul) and the time gap made Viscri (Saxon village where horse-drawn carriage movement, sleep heated by wood stoves also to minus 20 degrees and you can enjoy the impressive fortified church was built seven hundred years ago to defend the town from the frequent Turkish invasions).
And then the student nightlife in Cluj-Napoca, cuisine which is enhanced in soups and cheeses, the satisfaction of starting the 2011 gypsy dance music in a smoky underground room.
adventure to remember, to frame a new year.
If this should be so 2011 is shaping up as a Dadaist, the only way to misurarvisi is what teaches us most people in the country in the Middle East Dada was born there: look up, deep breath, an audible and decided Inshallah.
And so, ready to jump into the fray.
Dada Big hugs and best wishes, mes amis
Tommy
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