This is just a short to-do post about the city where I’ve been living for 8 months.
When I arrived in Turin, my mind was full of buzz by people who visited Turin or lived in Turin and it wasn’t often positive buzz. Probably this prejudice made me be even more surprised when I started discovering this beautiful city!
In Spring / Summer 2011 the weather was helpful, I know. But it’s really more than this.
First of all, the city centre architecture, with its noble and elegant buildings and its wide streets or with its picturesque houses and narrow streets in the Quadrilatero Romano area. And the Porta Palazzo market, my beloved Parco del Valentino, San Salvario… Eataly!
This is just the city, what about the people I’ve met?
If you have any question, don’t hesitate to ask me!
It was necessary for me to write about Turin, my beloved city, at this time, as I’m getting ready to leave it.
Filed under: viaggiando, vita | Tags: civilità, comprare, diritti, Milano, scioperi, sfogo, torino, treni, Trenitalia, veneto
So che questo post non sarà affatto informativo, forse neanche interessante, ma DEVO SFOGARE, SPUTARE, ESTERNARE il mio disprezzo per questo sistema che se non paghi, se non hai IL SOLDO in realtà non ti da diritti, diritti per cui i nostri nonni e bisnonni hanno lottato e si sono conquistati ma che la società italiana e la politica stanno commercilizzando, capitalizzando, se non hai il grano… dove vai?
Il motivo di tanto disprezzo è un motivo banale, superficiale, non vitale, forse quasi ludico. E’ il mio diritto di tornare a casa a trovare la mia famiglia, la mia stanza, i miei amici, il mio cane, i miei luoghi di infanzia. Un diritto che già costa caro (da Torino – dove vivo per lavoro, non per gioco, perchè dalle mie parti il lavoro che speri e forse meriti… buona fortuna – 6 ore di treno andata, 6 ore ritorno, per una modica cifra di circa 100 euro), ma che il sistema rende ancora più dispendioso. Perchè? Gli scioperi! Non so bene perchè i sindacati di Trenitalia scioperano così spesso, ma sono certa che se lo fanno hanno i loro motivi. Non mi spiego com’è possibile che su 10 volte in un anno che torno a casa, 8 volte mi becco lo sciopero (che ce ne sia uno ogni weekend?), sembra quasi che aspettino che prenoto per indirlo (manie di egocentrismo acuto, lo so, il mondo che complotta contro di me, la società e i sindacati che stanno ad aspettare me per indire uno sciopero). La cosa che però mi fa più disprezzare tutta la situazione è che a rimettirci sono solo i viaggiatori!!! Che devono cambiare programmi, magari decisi da tempo, magari per qualcuno anche vitali e profondi (non come il mio di questo weekend), oppure che, se possono permetterselo, devono pagarsi il diritto di tornare a casa con la moneta. Perchè funziona così: se vuoi tornare comunque a casa, non potrai affidarti ai regionali e quindi farai contenta Trenitalia che ci guadagnerà sulla tua scelta di avere il diritto di vedere la tua famiglia e pagare per un biglietto costosissimo (32 euro l’Alta Velocità Torino-Milano, unico treno che mi garantisce il ritorno senza le attese e i nervosismi del fato). Lo so, mi concederò un lusso, un lusso grandissimo: tornare comunque a casa nel profondo Veneto Orientale, senza grandi stress, senza viaggiare in piedi. Solo che pensavo che fosse un segno di civiltà tornare a casa a visitare la mia famiglia, non un lusso!
Dunque, ho tratto conclusioni idealistiche e politiche (vedi l’incipit) da un fatto “normale”, affatto tragico, affatto grave. Ma che mi fa innervosire tantissimo, perchè alla fine mi piegherò al capitalismo e alla società commerciale, grazie alla quale potrò scambiare il mio diritto di visitare la mia famiglia con del denaro, in un Paese occidentale e civile del primo mondo.
Filed under: traveling, viaggiando | Tags: Bateaux Parisiens, France, history, holiday, Montmartre, Notre Dame, Paris, Tour Eiffel, travel, trip, vacanze, viaggio
Traveling and discovering the world… One of my fav!
There are so many places that I’d like to visit.
I often think about my stay in Chicago… The view of the Millennium Park from the Art Institute is always there, on my desktop! I still dream to pic nic listening to free concert in the park or to drink cosmos with my friends in the lounge bar atop the Hancock Center (96th floor!!!!!).
I still see the cactus in Arizona, the red, burning, unique sunset on the Grand Canyon, the infinite sky…
I still feel the fresh water of the Niagara Falls and their rapids.
I still wander with my mind in the Avenues and Streets of Manhattan, I see the Statue of Liberty in front of me (so high!), I taste the ethnic food… from all over the world.
I’ve written these pills only to perform my task (I wanted to do it since last August, almost one year ago!) or maybe because I don’t want to forget and I still feel the magic of such an amazing trip!
When I came back to Italy and my friends discovered I had never been in Paris… all my reputation as traveler was almost over!
Well, now I’m in love with Paris! I organized this trip in the rush and everything I could expect from one of the most famous and beautiful cities in the world was there, under my feet, the buildings and their beauty, the water enchanting the people, the colors, the music and the food conquering the spirits. What else? Everything was expected… I liked it… and then? Then I had a trip on the Bateaux Parisiens, the boats on the Seine. It was night, the Tour Eiffel was shining with its thousands lights, the ancient buildings were all around me, I thought of the poets, the writers, the painters, the politicians who made our history, the common people and passed through those streets and buildings. I was caught by the energy of this city, in the quite atmosphere of the night.
I loved the cafè and the food, the scent of the city; I loved Montmartre, the Sacre Coeur; I was so excited when I went up Notre Dame and I saw its Gargoyles.
This is just a little part of what I’ve experienced in the amazing Paris!
And a big thank to my friend Rafaa, who guided me during the first 2 days and hosted me!
Filed under: traveling, viaggiando, vita | Tags: experience, travel, United States
My fellows, three days ago I came back to Europe, I landed in London from New York City.
I spent more than 3 months in the United States and… oh my god!
I can’t describe my experience in one post.
These are the first words I think when I think about USA after my experience:
1. the sky is sooooo wide!
4. New York City
Filed under: traveling, viaggiando, vita | Tags: Brera, Cathedral, Corso Vercelli, Goya, Italia, Italy, Milan, Milano, Palazzo Reale, The Last Supper, via Magenta, walk, walking
Yesterday I realized I have never written about Milan, even if I like this city and I have been living here for more than 1year… and there is a lot to write about it!
By the end of April I will greet this wonderful and attractive city. I won’t say “goodbye” but it will end an happy, hard, rich, funny period of my life here… Milan, I will miss you!
This post describes my last walk as student “milanese”, I have had the honour to be a guide for those one visiting me during my years here.
View Walking in Milan for 3:30 hours in a larger map
Last Sunday I walked along mysterious streets… I discovered proud and noble houses near Piazza Giovine Italia, with big decorated terraces and gardens on their rooftops; I arrived to Cadorna Station, where you see a coloured monument dedicated to Milan: the colours of the undergound lines (red, yellow and green) in a needle with thread, the symbol of fashion style (Milan = Italian and european capital of fashion) and “made in Italy”.
Then I went to Via Brera to visit the “Biblioteca Braidense”, an ancient library. There were too much people so I changed my mind. I could visit Brera picture gallery (la Pinacoteca) but I decided to continue walking… I reached Piazza della Scala, where you admire the most famous theatre in Milan, La Scala Theatre, and walked through Vittorio Emanuele Gallery (la Galleria). I stopped and looked at the decorations and at the pictures realized on the ceiling, on the walls and also on the floor where you put your foot and you feel like a person of XIX century.
After the gallery… here I am! Piazza Duomo! The marble Cathedral, lighting, breathtaking!
Some minutes and I continued walking to Palazzo Reale, an important palace for exhibitions. I decided to visit that one dedicated to Francisco Goya, a Spanish painter who lived between XVIII and XIX Centuries. I was tired, so I spent only one hour inside the 12 rooms; I wasn’t very satisfied because there weren’t lots of Goya’s paints and in the third and last part of the exhibition, called “The scream”, I didn’t find anything by the artist! Maybe I was too tired and blind…
I went out from the palace and greeted the Cathedral. Then I started walking back home but it wasn’t done! I went to the Castle of Milan, Castello Sforzesco. It’s my favourite building in Milan, my preferred place: I love looking at this red (the colour of its bricks) stately monument, it embraces you and makes you feel save. It’s a refuge for me! And behind the castle… a big park, Parco Sempione, I like nature and green space. So… this is really the best place in Milan for me
From the Castle I reached Via Magenta, a long straight way connected with Corso Vercelli, which ends near my apartment. During this last walk here I was tempted by shop windows but luckly on Sunday most of them are closed. And I met another important attraction of Milan… Santa Maria delle Grazie and… the Last Supper (il Cenacolo Vinciano) by Leonardo Da Vinci. You have to book your visit before coming.
On the way to this famous fresco, just some meters before it on the left side, there is a particular palace, hold by the Stelline foundation. “Stelline” (the little stars) used to be the name of female orphans who were hosted in this palace from the end of XVIII Century. A stop, when you are here, is a good way to complete your daily visit!
Other 10 minutes walking and… we’ve arrived, my feet were claiming!
Filed under: traveling, viaggiando | Tags: breath, England, Hampstead Heath, Kenwood House, London, nature, park, United Kingdom, woods
In my opinion it’s the best park in London, I was so surprised when I discovered it by chance, wandering to the north of Camden High Street. I found this wonderful place, I walked never alone (Londoners love this park), with free mind and fresh breath.
Choose between Northern Line (Hampstead Station), train lines (Hampstead Heath or Gospel Oak) and buses (for example, 24 through Camden Town). From the city centre you will reach the park in half an hour.
It’s Hampstead Heath! If it’s sunny, plan a trip here, with pic-nic and good legs to walk through woods, paths, little bridges, lakes, breathing deeply and feeling the Nature. Listen to the birds songs, look at the flowers and animals.
If you need a goal or a restful break during a walking, visit the nice Kenwood House. You will live ancient centuries. If you have watched “Notting Hill” movie, with Julia Roberts and Hugh Grant, you could recognize a famous scene and fall in love there… I did!
Filed under: cookbook, ricettario | Tags: cooking, curry powder, easy, fast, fillet, fish, fried, fried fish, kitchen, sole, spices, tasty
Yesterday evening I cooked my first fried fish. It’s fast to be prepared and perfect for everyone, children as well.
I like experiments, you know! So I tried to put together…
3 fresh fillets sole (without bone) each person
pepper powder, salt, laurel, curry powder
In a plate, put 4 spoons of flour, add a bit of pepper, salt, curry powder (the colour of flour DOESN’T have to become yellow!) and a little spoon of laurel broken into little pieces.
Put a fillet in this plate and turn it over by hands until it will be well floured. Repeat with every fillets.
Fill a big pan with olive oil just to create a thin stratus. Light the fire and when oil is hot, put floured fillets inside the pan, with medium fire, turning them upside down until they become like golden and crispy.
If you cook lots of fillets, you will probably need more flour and spices and to add other oil after first cooking.
They are ready and tasty! Tip: serve them with fresh tomatos salad.