Monthly Archives: May 2013

Virtual friends

Over the years, surfing the world through internet, I’ve come across a lot of people from different parts of the planet.

I’ve always been curious about people lives, habits, their different cultures – if they are from another country – and interests. I’ve always thought that what make us different, make us interesting and unique. I’m satisfied wih myself knowing that I don’t judge people by their race, religion belief or language (I don’t judge people at all, as I’m aware that only walking in someone shoes can somehow give you this right). The curiousity is the same with my old time friends, my neighbours and new encounters. And people from the net, of course.

I’ve been visiting many sites, forum and blogs according to my interests of the moment, my mood and what I was going through in my life. To some I’ve been faithful for years, I have my weekly appointments with them, some others I visit sporadically, maybe just because of the people there. Some are new and I’m learning my way into them.

What I find difficult to handle are the “personal” connections. I used the word personal on purpose, I’m aware that I really don’t know personally the people I talk to on the internet, but I’m aware as well that those names on the screen are real persons, with a life, some troubles, health problems – or family or love or money ones – people exactly like me. The matter is, I tend to care for them as I do with my in-flesh-and-blood friends….and be far away is the real pain.

You know, there is this girl from Romania who could easily be my own daughter considering her age, she has a loving and caring family, but I think about her as a sort of adopted child living far away…. or this american/french lady about my age, who lost her dad at almost the same time I lost mine who’s living in a country I just adore and that could give me some advices about letting your children fly away….or this other lady living in the cold and snowy north Europe who loves to travel as much as I do (and succeding better then me in doing so…). And then there’s this one young lady, who just started a new life, whom  I admire so much for her kind spirit and inner beauty, or this three-times-already “nonna” who moved from my beloved NYC to be close to her children and grand-children always sharing her life with so much kindness….. An italian architect who writes in a very funny and smart way about almost everything, and who helped my daughter with lots of links for her jobs’ hunting…..these two ladies, one from Belgium the other from North Carolina, who always make me green with envy with all that travelling…..and an english “gardener” who gave a hand with her own thesis to help my daughter….A young nurse from Holland, the master behind this site, has a special place in my heart because we managed to actually meet some years ago while I was there on vacation… Then, there are the new people from LMM, my obsession really….from the States, England, Germany or Japan –  it seems so small the world, sometimes – kindred souls indeed.

All those people have a life, a real one, off the web…..all of them have stuff going on on their lives, good, bad or worse….nice moments, sad ones, ups and downs….and all I’m able to do, is write some simple words according to the circumstances. While I’d like to give a supporting hug, dry a tear or jumping with joy holding their hands…. They are all special to me.

Words are not enough sometimes.


Posted by on May 30, 2013 in Uncategorized


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When in Italy?

When will this’s gonna happen in my own country? Who has the right to decide who you’re allowed to be in love with?

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Posted by on May 30, 2013 in Uncategorized


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MEF and friends

M as in Museo Casa

E as in Enzo

F as in Ferrari

We were there yesterday, me and hubby. It was a sunny day after three of bad weather (very cold and rainy) and early in the morning we took our bike and drove to the near Modena to visit this new museum housed in the native house of the “Drake” where his father had also his motor workshop. The color choosen for the rooftop of the museum itself (not the usual red Ferrari, famous worldwide) is to remember the yellow shield in the background of the horse in the Ferrari logo. They restored the old house and the workshop to tell Enzo’s story visions, and there’s also a bookshop and cafè/restaurant inside.

The cars collections is not large as the “old” museum in Maranello, (that we saw twice and it’s worth a third time) but it’s really worth a visit for the unique pieces… a great part of the history of the evolution of the F1 cars….The panels you can see among the cars and on the walls are oil paintings by Enrico Ghinato from his collection The Car, Shape and Reflections  and they are amazing.

A part of the space is currently dedicated to a temporary exhibition, the bikes used by Federico Fellini in his movies (he was from Rimini, not that so far away, same passion for motors)

The old house is more about the man and his vision, his personal life so deeply intertwined with his professional one….his diaries (always with an italian flag folded between the pages)

his office, with the large conference table and the photo of his lost son always on the wall

the prizes he cherished the most (for the most difficult victories)….

and the evolution of the Ferrari logo over the years….

….hubby did the tour twice….

See the white waves of the wall? They are the symbolic pages of the book of Ferrari life telling his story…

After the visit we met with our friends from Modena (they already visited the museum) and we drove up to the hills to a nice little village that, like many others in Italy, has an old castle (this one is dated back the X century, built to defend the region from the magyars)

We had lunch in a restaurant famous for serving traditional local dishes at a fairly price and our expectations were satisfied…(sorry for the blurry pic, I was too near…)

After lunch we walked through the village, catching up with each other news and plans for the summer and (finally) enjoying the sun….















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Posted by on May 27, 2013 in Uncategorized


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A day between tests and sea

Last tuesday all the family took a road trip to a very famous (at least in Italy) seaside place that in summer is a no-way for me, too hot and too crowded….not to enjoy a day off all together, but because we decided to give another try to find out a new way to help my daughter with her food intolerances and allergies. There’s a doc there who seems to be a real guru on the subject, so we left home very early in order to be there at 8.00am so M would have her blood tested as soon as they could. Luckily the doc studio is in a nice part of the town

Viareggio is located in northern Tuscany, on the coast of the Tyrrhenian Sea and it is the main centre of the northern Tuscan Riviera known as Versilia, The most widely accepted theory recognises the city’s name as deriving from the Latin Via Regis (“Kings’ Road”), the name of the Medieval road linking the fortification built on the beach to Lucca. It is known as a seaside resort as well as being the home of the famous carnival of Viareggio (dating back to 1873), and its papier-mâché floats, which (since 1925), parade along the promenade known as “Passeggiata a mare”, in the weeks preceding Easter. The symbol of the carnival of Viareggio and its official mask is Burlamacco, designed and invented by Uberto Bonetti in 1930.

We took a walk towards the beach admiring a little bit of the old buildings, mostly art-decò and liberty, that are a gem of the town…

Luckily it was a sunny and hot day, so between a test and an examination, we had the chance to stay on the almost deserted beach near the studio for a while…..

Poor baby, maybe strolling on the beach she was already fearing the strict diet the doc was surely about to prescribe her….

So, we were at the seaside, she was facing at least two month of detox diet…what best than to have a good lunch of seafood???

Viareggio hosts the Premio letterario Viareggio Répaci for literature, established in 1929, so the last thing we did before leaving?


Posted by on May 19, 2013 in Uncategorized


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A day off

First day of may it’s International Workers’ Day in Italy too, as in many countries. It’s a day off work, celebrating the right all humans have to get, hold and feel free to leave a job. Here in Italy is celebrated since 1890, and usually there’s a lot of marches (with flags of all the parties and jobs’ associations), official speeches in squares and other places, public and free concerts and other types of events. This year all the state-owned or state-ruled museums were open all day and for free. In my hometown there are a few, so with my daughter and her friend F, we decided to spend the afternoon strolling around. Too pity no photos were allowed inside the two places we choose….

The first one is “Camera di San Paolo” or “Della Badessa”  The chamber of Saint Paul used to be part of the abbess’ apartment in the Benedectine Convent of Saint Paul, decorated from 1514 at the order of Abbess Giovanna da Piacenza, whose priorate was characterized by a lively cultural life. The frescoes painted by Correggio in 1519 can be considered true masterpieces of Italian High Renaissance art. In the room, an umbrella vault is divided into 16 segments by late Gothic ribs. Correggio, influenced by Mantegna, Raphael and Leonardo’s work in Milan, created the illusion of a pergola with festoons of fruit held up by ribbons. In the center of the dome can be seen the armorial bearings of Abbess Giovanna. In each of the 16 segments is an oval trompe-l’oeil opening, filled with finely executed putti in playful poses with dogs, bows and arrows, hunting gear and trophies. At the base of the vault, aux-marble lunettes boast monochrome mythological figures in classical style and the hood over the huge stone fiereplace shows Diana on a Chariot preparing for the hunt. The room next door, decorated in 1514 by Alessandro Araldi, was also part of the abbess’ apartment. A composition of grotesques with putti, fabulous beasts and gilt stucco rosettes stands out against the dark blue background. Tondi and panels show scenes from the Old and New Testaments while on the ceiling musical angels in a trompe l’oeil look out over a balaustrade.

I had the chance to take photos of the path leading to the entrance, the garden and the first room, but not the ceiling….but you can take a virtual tour here.

After that we climbed the stairs of the Palazzo Pilotta to the Galleria Nazionale Last time I was there it was about 9 years ago and it was really nice to be back to visit again geniuses like  Beato Angelico, Canaletto, CorreggioGuercino, Leonardo da Vinci, Parmigianino, Tintoretto.

Virtual tour here  Take your time but click it, it’s really worth it – and also the links below the main one – panoramas.

And be sure to not miss The “Teatro Farnese”  Farnese Theatre, a wooden creation by Giovanni Battista Aleotti , nicknamed “Argenta” (who was originally from Argenta in Ferrara), was built between 1616–1618 in the southern wing of the Pilotta Palace transforming the original Arms Room upon the wishes of Duke Ranuccio I Farnese for the celebration of Cosimo II de’ Medici’s short visit en route to Milan to honor the Tomb of St. Carlo Borromeo. However, the inauguration only occurred in 1628 in occasion of the marriage between Margherita de’ Medici and Duke Odoardo Farnese, a ceremony including an allegorical-mythological representation (Mercury-Mars) with music by Monteverdi ending with a naval battle representation. Due to several acoustic problems occurring immediately, Monteverdi had the intuition (and little choice) to make an orchestra pit below the stage, a solution that Wagner would establish definitively over two and a half centuries later. For that unrepeatable event Monteverdi’s music was unfortunately lost. The theatre became an example for its uniqueness because of some of its solutions: its structure, the mechanism that moved both scenery and actors, and the ingenious system that flooded the cavea for the naval battle scenes. Several stucco artists (among which Luca Reti ) and painters from different origins worked on the theatre: Malosso, Lionello Spada, Badalocchio, Bernabei . But a lot of effort went into very few theatrical representations: it was used primarily for the entertainment of the court, which loved to watch the naval battle scenes. After the last representation (1732) the theatre started a slow and sad decline until an almost complete destruction of its wooden structure hit by a bomb in May 1944. The reconstruction during the 1950s was a complete remodeling in the philological sense, but it followed original designs; the wooden parts that were at one time completely decorated, were left intact in order to show off the few remaining origins.

Below, the entrance of the theatre

After all those paintings, statues and architecture we needed a break, so we silently agreed for a place that’s become a familiar one lately….almost hidden in an old building….

It was really a good day…………..



Posted by on May 16, 2013 in Uncategorized


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A Family Affair

Just the time to drop the bike, take a shower and say hello to my daughter and off I was, early afternoon, driving to the little place in the countryside that my family call home. It was for a special occasion, the baptism of my cousin S. son, Nicolò. I was late, I arrived when they were all coming out of the church, but I was ready for the party, obviously….

Here’s the little boy, cuddled by his proud aunt C.

mom S. and dad A.

and random photos of my (large) family…………….

and the greatest moment, much awaited….the cake!

Each one of us went home that evening with a little, sweet souvernir of the day….’confetti’!

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Posted by on May 13, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Romagna, land of motors…

Nobody really knows why it works this way but that’s it, Romagna (and the very nearest area of Marche) is since forever a land that give birth to many car and bike pilots and a place where you can find the highest concentration of small and bigger garages, cars’ producers and dealers (just the names Ferrari and Lamborghini should ring a bell…)

Among the pilots you can name Dovizioso, Melandri, Pasini, and before them Gresini, Rossi, Ferrari, the very much loved Zanardi and many others.

A very few of them however hold a very special place in the heart of the “aficionados”, one is for sure Valentino Rossi. When he’s not travelling around the world, hurrying up to one race track to another, he calls home a little village in the hills near Pesaro, Tavullia. We’ve been there once before, but just went through it to another destination, this time we stayed for a while, knowing that he was home (and I tell you in advance, nope… we didn’t see him, rumors – his friend – were he were testing a bike in his private motocross track). But we enjoyed being there nevertheless….

Obvioulsy we had to stop here………..

but I didn’t complained with my husband because I got this….(and the money goes to charity, so…)

Then we had a very long conversation with a nice guy at the Valentino 46 Official Fan Club and had lunch at the restaurant he opened with a bunch of friends

Another pilot so very much loved and who left us too way too soon is Marco Simoncelli. We had the oppurtunity to know him personally in 2008 at the circuit of Misano the year of his best racing season, and it was such a pleasure to spend a little time with him, coz he was so nice and down to earth. While we were away for our long weekend, a bunch of fans, a group of his followers named 58Boys (the number was his’) organized a two-days event for the second time, the SicDay 2013, between the Misano Circuit (now named after Marco) and his home. It was really great to be there along with hundreds of bikers and people who instead of crying for his death celebrated his life, as he would have preferred.

In Coriano, his hometown………….

(see, in the car glass there’s a reflection of me taking the pic and dear hubby)

in the church where his funeral was celebrated I lighted a candle for him…

At Misano Circuit…………..








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Posted by on May 10, 2013 in Uncategorized


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