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twinning the past week. Were in fact in that Cesena two Swedish girls, for the accuracy of Lund, a town just a few km from the famous city of Malmoe.
From Monday until Friday night I was with them almost every day, and to assist them in their research (they are in fact writing the thesis, which aims to compare the Romagna area and all the actors that contribute to 'innovation of its food businesses with the Oresund region, which is where they live) than to live them this week not by tourists but by "integrated" in the city.
So I brought - with even Frank of course! - In different restaurants / pizzerias out of the usual tours, as well as I showed them the center and the "bar area" both on Tuesday night (without a dog in the street) that on Friday (when in fact is filled with people).
I think they were very satisfied, both for the primary reason they were here for one more play. The meetings held were very interesting and informative, people with ultra-available and the after-work visits as positive, especially from the culinary point of view.
But there is one aspect of this week I jumped particularly in his eyes every time I entered a room with these two blond-blue-eyes (for details see the two photos on Flickr), the world stopped for a moment. Everyone turned to look. Manco had two aliens! And to say that had nothing special: the blond girls you see them around a lot (maybe they are fake, but this is an irrelevant detail ..)!
And once seated at the table began the funniest thing: the procession of waiters! I swear to you, and Francesca, Between Man and Z. I have witnesses, I have never received so much attention from the staff of a restaurant like in those days. At
Guttaperga, say, who had always been considered a negative for the slow service, not only had two waiters who were concerned that everything went well (for 4 pizzas, even for delicious dishes!), but even after more than 10 minutes we were with the food on your plate!
Or, and this has been sensational, but to talk to two of them, the waiters would come and when you said that you needed some sort 'because I had to translate the menu, or you pulled off the menu in English (???) or even the waiter said "No problem, I speak Inglese." But then say phrases like "You all right? OK? GOOD? Or "I bring COFFEE?".
But the pearl of the pearls came from good Marietta, the Barrier. As soon as she saw me, me:
"EU, Young but his wife knows? ".
Of course I said," You okay, Mario. "
He said," Well, well, I see that you are also international! Bravo, bravo! What are English? ".
And I:" No Mario, are Swedish.
He said, "Orca Swedish misery! Bravo bravo! ".
To which, themselves, to make nice, to bring out the following sentence:" Swedes, like Zlatan Ibrahimovic. Do you know? Inter Milan .. ".
He said," Macchi Ibrahimovic! I like Swedish women, no Ibrahimovic! Tell him, tell him .. ".
What a sight!
Finally, a separate mention should be made to man. Given that it must be acknowledged to have understood perfectly why I invited him to dinner and all the other (ie, knowing and dealing with new cultures) and to have thrown into the fray despite not knowing English, having said that I can not help but bring the presentation of dialogue between him and Hedvig (l 'other girl called Jenny).
Man: "Hello, Emily!"
Hedvig "Hedvig"
Man: "Emilia, Emilia! No Hedwig!"
A better start could not be there! In summary
was really a good week, and if possible in February when they graduate, Francesca and I is not inconceivable that we will tour in Scandinavia ..
I leave the video pretty much absurd as a group of unknown I heard one morning on MTV: Brand New and washed the cups of breakfast. They're called Los Campesinos! and the song is called "You! Me Dancing."
Good listening, good vision, good everything.
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