O Alquimista (DAY 753) 
Forrest Gump on a bench, delivered one of his most famous phrases: "
life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what will happen." I just spent a fabulous Sunday in a fantastic Sydney, with its bloody hot 30 degrees, I am ready to return to Italy, in 5 days, and I can not control my excitement, literally smashing the ball to all my friends , poor them.
[ Albe, but really, I hope you are joking, it's Apevia you to come in Italy, I did not told anybody, " is the most common refrain, eh eh]
The beauty of this Sunday has several reasons, starting with the happiness of thought to embrace all the dear ones, the inner positivity of these days I tend to see everything as it was a rainbow, to love (again) Sydney in all its detail.
But it is also offered by a meeting, or rather two.
A friend from high school, a beautiful person, very good: found after 10 years at The Clock in Surry Hills, between myself living between Spain and Milan, and he falls in love with un'olandese while traveling between Paris and Sweden.
Ale is a character, he likes to talk, he likes confrontation, he likes to know your opinion, is a genuine person so that it can be seen in a simple act as the cut melon.
I am glad I found here in Australia, after 10 years when we had almost lost: and now, with Saskia and other friends, he transformed an ordinary room in three hours relaxing, full of laughter and serenity. Partners in crime, the amazing 360-degree views of Sydney which can be seen from their apartment, including Opera House and Sydney Tower. You can see everything from there, notice the fancy walking ideally between Woolloomooloo and the Royal Botanic Gardens and Domain, you can lose yourself in the bustling commercial center, or you can look back and see that little island that I notice every time I go to Manly as well as marvel of architecture multitude of typical houses of Paddington, and imagine that ends its run in Bondi.
Leonardo has a good laugh, loud and, also, genuine. E 'Venezuela, the brother of a friend of mine, he lived in Italy for fifteen years and has just landed in New South Wales.
I remembered a little, because teenagers went on the trees, and say that was not exactly the first person you wanted to meet after a few drinks.
Today was a surprise, meeting a beautiful, deep, extreme and intimate knowledge. Precisely because of its nature, I'm not going to act out my emotions and feelings, but know that (and attention because they say it is a like myself) I think I realized for the first time in my life the concept of faith.
He told me of his trip to Santiago, told me he has done for the trip to finally feel good about himself. Travel is
development, knowledge, sorrow, determination and achievement, if you can in your intent.
The desire to change, the fight against the man who is believed to be, then know it was wrong. A journey, a way forward, always in a hypothetical road, maybe even Australia, to drive on miles and miles without seeing a soul, hoping not to hit a kangaroo that cuts across the road.
A journey is what I need, to finally be what I want and remove that burden. A trip
need to live life more lightly, with the rationality that always stands out to me, maybe too much.
worked on themselves.
E 'was an incredible year, this.
Olivia Lane, Dani, unleashed like a mad woman tenant, foot, Rebecca, the world, the Nazis, Darling Harbour, the social media campaign, rodmanalbe, a wonderful trip, the lovely new tenant, the new job, a crazy Cheaper by which I came out, a nice Christmas in Sydney, the sponsorship, the sclerotic labor, FIFA, the Blue Mountains on its own, Melbourne-Australian Open-the craziest game of history, an important person, Manly, camping, natural disasters around Sydney, the house became a hostel, the Mardi Gras, and above all many, many friends that I thank you for sharing this second year in Sydney.
two years, who would have never believed, who would ever want, too?
Australia. So many things I should say. So many things I can not say, or I'm still considering. Australia vs. Europe vs. Vs South America. States. I'm thinking, I'm considering. This project and many others.
Right now you give me the sponsorship, LoL. Someone said "the neighbor's yard is always greener?"
I go home three weeks. In one year. I be able to see quarter of the friends I want to see. I will spend with them a cent of the time I spend with them. And the same was last year. Because from Australia ', if you're lucky, you come back only once a year.
Some of them do not see them for two years. Some, for three years. Someone will come to visit me in Bardolino and make me happy, others unfortunately not be able to embrace in the past 20 days "celebrity" Italians.
This is what I like to point out after two years in Australia. After years of friendships around the world, following their lives on a social network.
Someone tells me that even if I were in Europe, do not meet so often.
Bah, I doubt.
Perhaps the excuse is professional and wage staggering. Perhaps, I repeat.
Who knows, you never know.
The world is so big, there are so many things to see.
and Australia is so big, there are still so many things to see.
:)
Albe
