Do you remember the last day of school?! When the air you breathe a sparkly, happy, well-deserved rest and knocking on doors and at the same time, however, you feel a bit 'of nostalgia more than anything else wants to freeze time ... Be' here is this is just a feeling I received yesterday here in our sunny when Pietralata.
I seem to just come back from a trip halfway around the world, with the head still on land that smell like vanilla and sea, the girls instead alternate between states of anxiety, despair, frenzy, like shopping and so much sea.
And then there's Stephen, one of our passengers, one of those that are in transit, home to the caravan only to make a short stretch of road together, but along the way you describe the landscape he sees with his eyes. I think there are several ways of going about the world of him, then traveling, reading, listening, study, or accepting it, allowing him to come to you, doing it in the door every day and doing work on your computer. And leaving that describes Japan according to him.
So as I said, yesterday was like the last day of school here and Stefano. After a little 'chatter around accurately and on facebook to comment on several pictures and laugh out loud at everything and anything, Stefano tells us (we remember?), then girls today is the last day that I come from. Cold shower, diminished by the heat these days and the holidays around the corner. But still cold shower!
Stephen went to live three months in his beloved Japan (ok I'm telling all of his private facts!)
So, what to say, good luck and Ste ... brings a little ' East of us!
