Frohes neues! Das gefällt mir!

I have never made really good decisions and at least for the once in my life I made a good one. I went to have my New Year in Germany. Why bother being at home in the cold and doing things that I'm used to when I can go to München, be with my loved ones and experience something new again. When I arrived to München Hauptbahnhof and I saw happy Moritz, I knew everything would be just perfect :)

Moritz lives actually outside of München, near Aying, so we had to take the S-bahn. I memorized immediately everything that Mall has told me when I was studying german last year and started to use my really bad language...(Rebasemutt is back in action) As the others arrived on 30th in the evening, we had before time for our own and we headed in the morning by car to the Chiemsee, the lake in Bavaria. Just as I've heard and Imagined, pure and quiet, beautiful and marvellous. Mountains, water, sun... mm... :)

Also we visited the Herrenchiemsee, the castle which was built by King Ludwig II. It copied Versailles' but the difference was that it was never used as a residence, Ludwig II drowned before he would have done it or so... It reminded a little bit of Schönbrunn, oh what a joy we had there with Anni, Merit, Marie and Keyt.. :)

As the others arrived quite of in the evening, we went to Aying and got real food. Schnitzel, sauerkraut, wurstel, beer..... LIKE AT HOME! And as we were walking on the streets with Kaisu, we just couldn't stop comparing this with our home. And it is. Hello, northern world!

The last day of this year we spent playing tourists. At exactly 12 o'clock we wanted to see the Town Hall's clockwork but what a surprise- GERMAN WERE LATE! :D
But To be honest, in Prague the show was a lot cooler, but I still love this way of catching the eye. As we are always hungry, went to the market, where we ate somekind of panino with meat, breathtaking how good was it! OF course then we had to climb the tower, which at that time wasn't so high as Bologna but the stairs were even more narrow so all the time we had to stop and make the way to the others, also on the top you had to be really careful and move on smoothly. Nevertheless, I love towers and even from the upstairs you could have said that this city has its history.

Yeah, also I made history when I got the new name. We went to Starbucks and as usually they ask your name to the cup. I ordered in German and everything went fine until later I found new name- Emely- on my cup. Kaisu's frappucino was even better..  

 

Moritz told that every year someone dies there while surfing.. Quite creepy...

After the English garden we were again so tired and hungry that we could have killed. Hah, no. But anyway we went to a bar near to the University but they said that the food will be available within one hour. We decided to drink one beer, then do shopping for our evening and eat at home. I felt that I'm not going for the alcohol so soon and I couldn't been brighter.. Maria tripped away after 1st beer so our trainride to find the open supermarkets and shopping spree was pretty funny. She slept even at home while we were making cheese fondue.

 The fondue was so good that everybody's stomach were quite hurting and after that we had melted chocolate with fruits. I couldn't get drunk after so much eating, although we had wine, beer, Viru Valge and Vana Tallinn :) Back to the train and to the city- we celebrated Finnish and Estonian New Year in the train, although it was forbidden to drink anything.. We had bought some fireworks which couldn't get higher than 1-2 meters so we took a place in one bridge with all the people. Awesome as we are, we got some new German friends and Belen invited them to eat 12 grapes. I bet you know that there is a Spanish tradition to eat on counting until the New Year's 12 grapes. Well, it is a nice tradition although I couldn't follow the speed and 10 seconds after 12 I was still trying to swallow them. :) Frohes neues! Head uut aastat!As they don't have any snow (what I'm so used to where to put the rockets), they put them into the bottles. But they don't think what happens when the pressure is to big => the bottle explodes. So sometimes at that night I thought they were bombing us, it was so loud! But incredible as it is, the cleaning machines started working right after and what is more different, they don't have fireworks all the time, Moritz told me that they can start 6pm and end 6am, but that's all. My granny told me that on 1^st of January in Estonia they were still little boys litting fireworks...

But what is the New Year without the party? We went to one club, stood in line again, paid 18€ and we entered to a big complex which reminded me a little bit of Lennusadam. There where 2 different halls with different music, one had something live, the other had popular DJ Freeze. It was funny and I have to say, even worth of this 18 euros. :)

But we had 2 options what time to take the train- 3.54 or 5.54 and as we had been on foot, we took the earlier one. Once again the North was quicker and we had to hurry the others, but we made it. :)

Next morning, Moritz' little sister Jana woke us up with OPPA GANGNAM STYLEE and after coffee we went to town again. TO EAT! Currywurst, Bratwurst, And although it looks disgusting, it was sooooo goood.

As Moritz' had promised me, we went to Olympic stadium..  We had heard that somekind of a World Cup is there but we didn't know exactly what... AND THERE IT WAS!!! I was jumping up and down- alpine skiing world cup which was on air in Eurosport 2, was right here, next to me, I could see it, others could see it. YAAAAYYY!!! We went to the tower, watched it there, went to Olympic park, there as well. I am sorry for the others because I was really annoying with jumping, running around and laughing hysterically. :) 

Standing in line, to take the elevator, upstairs, downstairs. 

By the way I try to climb the tower, failing hard...

As nearby are the BMW Headquarters, of course, as tourists, we had to go there... 

Then was again challenge- where to eat. As it is 1^st of january, many of the places are closed, and what is open, that is full. Fortunately we went back to the place where Maria got drunk from 1 beer and there was plenty of room for us. Again yummy-yummy! :) As we played while waiting Baila, it was me and Kaisu who were tipsy, and in the train I was almost passing away to the dreamland xD

Next morning the others had to leave pretty early but as I had bought my train ticket to Padova for 3^rd, I had plenty of time to do shopping. I met Ece (the turkish girl who lives in Napoli) and her relatives, we explored sales, and then I just walked through the city of lights. I felt all the time like I was in Vienna, still at Moritz' house as at home. 

Of course, I cannot ride anywhere without a story. So as I had to take the train from Hauptnahnhof 11.31 I went there a little bit earlier, to find my wagon and stuff. But guess what? Wagon 259 didn't exist. I found some italian and they were already upset, so me and one lady went to ask about it. Information guy didn't know what to do so he suggested us just to wait near the platform and search for someone. Italians don't wait! In the end we occupied restaurant wagon, which for me was even better because I could see out of the window and had my suitcase just under my seat. Plus I had the table. Fine by me :)

And now I'm in Padova. Kinga is here as well so we have once again storynights, teatime, wine evening. Today we had problems with electricity and internet, our life is back to normal again... And I'm looking forward to all the others to come back. Counting.. :*

Nightlife in Venezia Mestre...

Kinga once told me that whenever I go, after there is always a story. Well, I'm the one of a kind, explorer or something, but yes, indeed, something happened again which can be in Merili storybook.

To start with, I came back to Padova on 28th of December. Why so early? Because at the moment, when I'm finally pulling this story together, I'm in the train heading through marvellous Alps to Munich. To meet Moritz and the gang and have an awesome new year's eve. But as I had to change my tickets, I couldn't change it the way that I liked. I flew with Lufthansa, through Frankfurt. And Frankfurt flight is the last flight every day which arrives 23.15 to Venice. It is well known, that at least in Italy there isn't such a thing as night buses and night trains (in some occasions, yes, but I'll tell that later) so there was my only chance to head to Padova as soon as possible through Venezia Mestre train station. But of course my flight was delayed, so the slight chance to get the bus at 23.40 was way ahead of me. FUCKK!!!

Okay, what next? Hmm.. The first bus to Padova goes 7.50, I have to go to Munich 14.07.. I want to sleep, I want to pack and repack my stuff.. Okay,maybe something else? The first train to Padova from Mestre goes 5.19. Maybe it isn't so bad. 00.20 bus to Mestre and then I'll see what can I do..
And there it begins: "Nightlife in Venezia Mestre train station. Live."

00.53 I reach to the train station. I knew that Kaisu has been here before with Jukka. Hmm.. She told me that it wasn't nice.. why?

00.55 Ok, what the hell. I can see at least 10 immigrant sleeping in one side of the train station, having blankets. Some tourists are getting cold. AND THE WAITING AREA IS OPEN 05.00-21.30. WTF???? Merili, think something..
Ticket. Let's buy the ticket! 5.19. Oh dear.. 4 hours until that. . Let's go on a tour..

01.10 Tour of the train station with my two suitcases is done, first messages to mom and Silva are sent. Silva suggests me not to fall asleep. Like I dare? I have to find some allys..
Oh, there is a black guy with bags marked by Lufthansa. Perhaps was he on the same plane with me? Okay, I'd better sit next to him. He seems nice.

01.20. Train to Vienna departures in 10 minutes. Some gangs are gathering. And some immigrants, one lady who reminds me the one begger in Tallinn, and three guys. Wearing normal clothes, by the way, but still I can hear "Vaffanculo" all the time. Next to one italian couple is one drunk guy who tries to open his sleeping bag. Without any success. The guy next to me is sleeping . I guess. I try to read my book. Hunger Games-Catching Fire.

01.30 Why I don't go to Vienna? It's nice.. and the train is warm. Brrrhh.. Silva told me that the hardest time is between 3 and 4 o'clock. Well, what can I do here? I can read a book, eat something, read magazines.. Laptop. No, I don't dare to take my laptop out. Not yet. I have to wait when this gang just in front of me leaves. Oh, something happens. It's too fucking cold, I cannot sit anymore here in this bench. Hmm.. I turn my suitcase and sit on it. I hope that nothing brakes.

01.33 Out of nothing, one guy yells at other. And they start running. WHAT? The guy next to me woke up, stands up, walks a bit (because it's cold) and leaves the bag to me. He trusts me.
01.36 Whooah. Like back in Lasnamäe (the "dark" area in Tallinn).. I bet they are gipsys, they speak similar to italian and a little bit like russian. OMG. Someone took the knife out.
01.38 My new friend changes some smirks and looks with me while we see the two guys fighting. Now there are even two pairs. Maybe they are fighting for the space here? Or blankets? Or..?
Oh, the woman tries to calm them down. "Basta! Basta!" Nothing happens.
01.45 Oh, someone is coming. Like a guard or something. Shouts at them a bit. Everything is so quiet. I try to read my book.

02.02 Ok, I'm cold.. Put jumper on, another pair of gloves. Why do the beggers and immigrants and the people here have better life than I do... :/ Snap. Don't think! It's warm enough! Read your book and be quiet!
02.05 One train comes.. and it stops. Empty as it is. Two (vedurijuht) come out and just stay somewhere there. 

02.15 One pigeon is stuck into somekind of rolling poster and is weeping there. Or he is fucking because the voice is similar to it. 2 chinese people join me and my new silent friend. It is quite funny, we all share something but we don't spare a word.

02.46 I have vodka! Why I didn't come to this before!?? Oh, I miss Risto and his Jäku (Jagermeister...) Vanilla vodka.. Viru Valge. Oh, this is good and keeps me warm.

03.11 Train to Rome leaves. What if I stayed in Rome? Well, then I wouldn't fly to Venice. This train stops in Firenze as well. Julie and Vanessa aren't in Italy.. sure I could stay at their place. No, I'm going home. My Padova. My home.

My new friend stays with me. I wonder where is he going... I look at the timetable. 5.10 Treviso, 5.19 Milano (MY TRAIN! Oh, my warm little train which brings me home....) 5.28 Bologna.. Maybe he comes with me?

03.25 The drunken guy makes weird noise. One hindu, whom I saw before in the airport, is also here. Walking around. My upper body is warm but my toes are starting to freeze...Okay, maybe Silva meant this. IT is the hardest point.
When I was underage and hade some parties, sometimes it was hard to go home, so we stayed outside. But at least in Estonia WE HAVE places which are open through the night, especially cafeterias next to train/bus station. It's just so ironic that the label in Mc Donald's say APRI. OPEN. My ass. Ok, actually the book is interesting but I have chills so in every 10 minutes I have to stand up and shake myself a little bit.
03.30 Two guys pass me and say hi. Why don't they sleep if they have the blankets!!!???03.45 One strange black guy comes and starts singing. My new friend is asleep. But I like his presence. That's nice.

04.02Okay, this is the hour now where I have to start thinking how can I move my suitcases. The elevators are not working.. I make a pact with myself that I'm going to move 4.30. 04.12 Katniss is a mockingjay, Peeta is somewhere missing and I really don't get the end of the Book 2. Oh dear, I have to buy as soon as possible the Book 3. Hmm.. 20 minutes of doing nothing..
04.20 The cleaner guy comes.. I talk a bit with him. He is sorry that we have to stay outside. Yeah, it could have been worse. Like last Tuesday, when I arrived Estonia and it was -17. My phone says that it's 0 degrees. Yeah, the water freezes.. I don't.

04.30 Ok, let's go. My friend is still asleep. Two suitcases, one girl, many stairs, first down and then up again. But I manage it. Platform 10. Done. And I'm pretty scared because on platform 9 there is one guy who doesn't have any suitcases so he is someone bad. I start singing. First quietly, then a little bit louder. If someone could see me, they would think that I'm nuts or something..
Estonian songs: Tahan olla öö, Keegi tulla võib, Kuula, Valged jõulud, Emale..

04.49 I realize that I didn't validate my ticket. Baah, I have to go down again. Here we go!04.52 Ticket validated and now I can see more people. One girl with a suitcase, my new friend is also there. And 2 Trenitalia workers come and open the elevator. Well, I think, now it's the time they open up everything.

05.07 My train left from Venezia St Lucia now. I know it for sure. Maybe I should have stayed there? Could it have been warmer? Do they even have anything open or warm here?? I want to go to Padovaa.. 35 kilometres.. So close but yet so far.

05.20 The train!!! I want to jump in the air or do something. Oh, it's warm. But I have another challenge to be accepted. I'm not so sure if Ceccarelli's gate is open. It depends on a guard. But the night guard is always nice to me. Maybe he's there.
05.41 PADOVA! Oh dear! Oh my! I'm here. At home. This is my home for sure! yaaaayyy
05.45 Taxi. Taxi driver starts a conversation.. Non ricordo come parlare l'italiano. Okay, it comes. We talk about weather, Estonia, Italy.. Yeah, I'm at home. AND THE GATE IS OPEN!
05.58 I jump up and down in my room. Haven't felt happier, true story. :)

Well, I ended up in the bed 7.30 am. I had to unpack my things and then find some stuff for going to München. Mommy called, she knows I'm a survivor. And I still love my life. I just have to.

Kuidas ma vahetult enne Eestisse tulekut trahvi sain..

Nädalavahetusel oli meil nö Siena Reunion ehk kogu meie keelegrupirahvas pidi Padovasse tulema. Lõpuks jõudsid siiamaile vaid prantslannad Vanessa ja Kenza ning türklane Erdem oma leedulannast kaaslasega. Päris tore oli, sai jälle turisti mängida, aga viimasel päeval läks asi suhteliselt hapuks..

Nimelt pidid tüdrukud pühapäeval kl 3 paiku rongidele jõudma- Vanessa Firenzesse ja Kenza Cremonasse. Tüdrukud olid küll peoõhtust väsinud (mina olin tore ja tukkusin-naersin Madisega kodus) aga olid siiski hommikusöögi nimel nõus varem välja minema. Võtsime bussi nr 10, see on natust lühem bussiliin, jõuab kiiremini raudteejaama, piletid meil küll olid, natuke teistsugused kui tavaliselt, aga kuna ma pole kunagi Padovas kontrolöre näinud, siis mis neid ikka komposteerida.. Raudteejaama juures teeb buss tavaliselt enne peatusesse jõudmist pöörde ja…2 MUNDRIS MEEST PASSIVAD PEATUSES ning bussiuksi lahti teha ei lase. Viskasime siis üksteisele pilke, MIS NÜÜD SAAB?

Ütlesime küll, et õpilased ja itaalia keelt ei räägi, aga ei, süüdi oleme ikka, minge võtke raha! 50 eurot! -.-
Läksin siis mina raha võtma, Vanessa tuli ka – ning sosistas mulle, et millegipärast peavad nemad kahepeale sama palju maksma, et pärast jagame trahvi kolmepeale ära.. 

Mina mõtlesin siis kohe, et raudselt on mingi teema, et nad on FRANCIA ja mina mingi imelik EESTI VABARIIK. Pärisin siis onult aru, küsides, et miks? Vastus, et kõik peavad samapalju maksma. Ma ajasin joru edasi, et kas te teate, et Eesti on Euroopa Liidus. „Ei, Eesti on ju Venemaa osa! Sa oled venelane!“ aiaiai..

Seda ta poleks pidanud ütlema. Paljud teavad, et ma võin vahel üle keeda ja midagi teha, nüüd hakkasin ma siis itaalia keeles kontrolörionuga õiendama ja teda geograafiliselt õpetama. Trahvisummat küll väiksemaks ei teinud, lõpuks  maksimegi kolme peale 100, aga onu vabandas pärast mu ees vähemalt 10 korda ..

Aga. Ega sellega polnud veel draamad lõppenud. Nagu tihti Itaalias juhtub, on pühapäeviti streik, ning seekord toimus see TRENORD-liinil, täpselt seal, kuhu Kenza pidi minema… Milano rong CANCELLATO. Panime siis Vanessa rongile, hakkasime muid võimalusi uurima. Kas jääda siia, kus ööbimiskohaga raskusi (hommikul kl 6 on meie poolt rongijaama minek natuke liiga kauge, raudteejaama läheduses elaval Gianlucal oli aga isegi inimesed ja seal oli ka natuke inimestevahelist nägelemist) või minna tundmatusse kohta ja vaadata, mis saab. Lõpuks otsustas Kenza minna ühe kiirrongiga Bresciasse ja sealt vaadata, kas saab Cremonasse või ei. Seal ta jäi hotelli, sest tutti i treni sono cancellato… Ning koju jõudis ta täna hommikul..

Eile õhtul tulid aga Thorina ja Moritz meie Eesti-elu elama, tegime risottot, sõime OREOsid ning meisterdasime Padovast lahkuvatele prantslastele ERASMUSE-raamatuid.. Ning õhtul oli Prato della Vallel ESN üritus hõõgveini mekkimise näol..

 Kuidagi kurvaks on tõmbunud see äratulek. Täna päike paistis ja oli 10 kraadi sooja, praegu maadlen kotipakkimisega ja siis HOMME MA TULENGI. Eestis-oleku aega on 10 päeva… Catch me if you can!
22.40 @Tallinn...

Ma pole turist, ma elan siin!

Sel nädalal taipasin ühel hetkel, et ma ei mõtle enam, mida ma uut näha tahan või mida ma uut osta tahan, vaid kuidas ma elan. Kuidas ma rahaliselt hakkama saan, kuidas ma oma sõpru näen, kuidas ma seda kõike naudin. Selle 3,5 kuuga olen ma saavutanud arvestatava keeletaseme- kui minu Siena-kaaslased Vanessa ja Kenza nüüd sel nädalavahetusel siin on olnud, olen ma nendega rääkinud AINULT itaalia keeles (ja kõik jutud on ära räägitud :)), ma oskan suurepäraselt orienteeruda juba ka rongijaamades, rääkimata ühistranspordist; ma ei ole enam turist, kes ostab poest kõike uut (ja paska), mida ta näeb, vaid seda, mis on hinnalt/kvaliteedilt kasulikum, ma ei käi mõttetutes kohtades väljas, vaid naudin kõike oma nunnudega.. Nii et miks mitte siia elama jääda?
Püüded aga Erasmust pikendada on natuke tulutud, sest Tartu Ülikool vähemalt minU Erasmuse rahastamist ei toeta, nii et mu unistus paratamatult ühel hetkel puruneb, kuid siiamaani naudin ma siiski oma Padovat. Ikka täiel rinnal.

Eelmisel laupäeval (jah, ma ikka ja jälle jõuan alati eelmiste juttudeni) oli Asia ehk siis minu siinse mamma sünnipäev- selgitus: mina olen meie Awesome grupi noorim (20) ja Asia üks vanematest (24). Üldse on meid praegu grupis 29… Ja see ikka täieneb.
Aga Asia sünnipäevakink näeb välja selline:

 

Ja pidu "Asia kodu-Factory-kodu" oli taaskord AWESOME.

Iseenesest esmaspäeval oli Asia õige sünnipäev ning seda tähistasime piduliku lõunasöögiga sushi-majas. Maksad 10 eurot ja pugid nii palju kui jaksad!
Õhtul täitsime aga Asia õige sünnipäevasoovi- käisime McDonaldsis lasteeinet pugimas. Ehk siis mina ja Asia võtsime lasteeinet ja saime „Ragazzo blu“ (sinine poiss) ja „Globo Rossi“ (Punane kuul), teised trollisid niisama. Pildid lisan arvatavasti juba Eesti pinnal, nalja oli igatahes nabani :)

Teisipäeval tegime Asia ja Kaisuga Estelle toodud piparkoogitaignast Ederles piparkooke ja pärast läksime Padova ülikooli jõulukontserdile. Ma oleks võinud ka aasta alguses koori minna, sest näiteks saksa tüdrukud osad läksid, aga mul kuidagi ei võtnud vedu see minek. Jaanuaris ehk vast proovin ära. Ilus kontsert oli, orkester ja puha (Reaalmažoorile jäi küll alla), aga jõulumeeleolu tõi küll.

 

Kolmapäeval sattusin poolkogemata pärast sööklaskäiku loodusmuuseumisse. Nimelt pidi ESN Padova sinna minema, aga vajalik oli eelregistreering. Vaevalt jõudsin Moritzi ja Thorinaga hüvasti jätta, sõitsin rattaga Prato della Vallele, et paarile suveniirile pilk peale heita, kui Thorina helistas ja ütles, et kui kiiresti teen, saan ka tulla. Kimasin siis kohale ja jäin vägagi rahule.

Tähtsa Padova onu poolt leitud kilpkonn Kipsi. Grandiosa!

 

Madise moodi kiisu.
PÄRISELT!?

Muide, kõik loomad, kelle topised  seal olid (delfiinid, karud, tiigrid, lõvid, elevandid) on Veneto regioonis olnud. Lõvid nimelt sellepärast, et pikka aega oli Veneetsia tsirkus maailmakuulus. Taaskord on Kaisu pildid puudu...

12.12.12 ehk KESSU sünnipäeval ehk maagilisel kuupäeval oli meil aga FESTA DI CAPODANNO ehk aastavahetuse pidu. Ajasime siis kleidi selga ja ülikonna moodi värgid ka, ning läksime TEAM ESTONIAga tantsu vihtuma. Eesti poisid on tantsupõrandal ikka kõige andekamad (Y) Nüüd on aga Asia pildid puudu..

Ja nii me oleme siin oma viimaseid päevi nautinud. Teisipäeval lahkus hispaanlanna Belen, reede hommikul ärkasin kl 4.30, et Magnus taksole saata ja laupäeval kl 7 olime Moritzi ja Thorinaga juba bussijaamas, et Amaiagi teele panna. Padovas on kahtlane ilm ning pelgan natuke väga Eesti ilma, sest see tõotab tulla veelgi hullem. Aga eks näis, Eesti naised pole papist!

Hea eesti muusika.. :)

Ma olen siin üldse väga palju rohkem Eesti muusikal hakanud silma peal hoidma. Päris mõnus lugu. Aga seda nunnut ikka ei ületa, ja lennujaamas võiks ta ka ikka vastas olla, ihhhihiii..

Kõik saab korda! :)

IL NEVEEEE!!!!!!!!!

MEIL SAJAB LUND!!!!

Ja nagu arvata oli, on riigis kaos. Juba neljapäeval hoiatas meid itaalia keele õpetaja, et nädalavahetusel tuleb lumetorm. Me Magnusega loomulikult ainult muigasime selle peale, sest nojah, itaallased võivad alati pool juttu juurde panna, nii et eeldatavasti on see väike lörts, mis alla tuleb. 

Ja noh, näed, täna kella 4 paiku, kui ma oma grandioosset tõlget kodus tegin, hakkaski sadama. Terve facebook oli lumepostitusi täis, mina vaatasin välja- mingit sodi sadab. Käisin poes, tänavad ka kesklinnas inimtühjad ning kui tänaval ka oli mõni inimene, siis ta ruttas oma VIHMAVARJUGA (!) kuskile varju alla. Rongijaama oli kogunenud päris suur hulk inimesi, kõik rääkimas mingist lumetormist.. Ja siis mina jalutan, siiras naeratus näol, ringi, pole mul vaja ei vihmavarju ega midagi. Puhas rõõm, ja väljas oli 4 kraadi veel sooja. 

Meil on toas aga 14 kraadi sooja, sest toredad itaalia onud ei viitsi meid kütta :) täna istusime köögis, keetsime gaasipliidil kogu aeg vett, siis läks tuba soojemaks. Kõige "parematel" hetkedel tõlgin ma Homerost aga niimoodi:

Ühel hetkel piilusin ma aga aknast välja ja polnud seal kauem midagi mõelda.. ÕUEEE!!!!!

Itaalia ajalehtede kohaselt lõpeb "kriisiolukord" pühapäeval. Ma naudin seni talve. Muide, eile oli ilm aga selline:

Eelmisel pühapäeval käisime aga Feltres, 150 km kaugusel põhjas, mägedes... Külastasime kohalikku õlletehast, "proovisime" õlle, käisime uisutamas ja sõime kuskil imelikus kohas õhtust. Ehk siis oli taaskord ESN-i tripp, et lõpuks pidime tuumikut ootama, sest nad tahtsid juua. Koju jõudsime kell 1 öösel. Naiss.. 

Siia lõppu tänusõnad. EMMELE!!! (Need mängukaardid on täiesti asja ette läinud, sokulaadid on söödud ja nüüd ongi varsti tore koju tulla, hihi) ESSULE!!! (See kaart oli nii kipa ja nii Erasmuse moodi) KATILE!!! (Nii vahva on teada, et Eestis on kõik "vanaviisi" Jagus naerukrampe küll ja veel) SILVULE!!! (Sest jäta suitsetamine maha ja tee oma perele ise jõulupraad) ANNILE!!!(See sms.. oh,see sms!) MAREKULE!! (Et sa mind talud) MADISELE!!! (Et sa mind VEEL rohkem talud) KINGALE!!!(Sest meil on külm) THORINAMAIAPATRITZKAKOPOBASTAMALENASRICANDREMAGNUSele... Because you are so awesome!! :)

3 kuud vs 2 nädalat

Ametlikult olen Itaalia pinnal viibinud nüüd 3 kuud ning kuigi väga suurt koduigatsust pole tekkinud, on täna just siin külmas toas eriline nostalgia tulnud.Palun väga, Äpu laul :)