Archivio mensile:agosto 2006

Every (new) friend is sacred… [part 1]


I’m right here in front my tiny 12″ monitor, watching it but stuck into a storm of feelings and thoughts, with that bright LCD light against my face, lost into the void.
I smile for a while, a second after I’m like those bittersweet faces that want to smile to not let a tear drop falling down.
It’s all about friendship, a wider one. It’s joy, but also the will to have it more.
Something like around my place (Treviso, Italy) it’s so difficult to find out. Over here is always the same and in the last years, people’s minds changed in favor of a selfish vision of life. I’m bored about that, suffocating between common places and I needed something different.
Isn’t a matter of racism, an hate versus my people (ok, just a little…): it’s a change of perspective.
Have had the possibility to expand something usually isn’t like I would.
Friends, eyes, hugs, laughs, discussions, understandings and misunderstandings among 30 to 40 new faces world-wide.
All in 10 days.

The first time I tried this crazy thing like Couchsurfing, I was amazed about the help, the possibilities. Afterwards, was like understanding if all that was true or only a kind of lucky draw.
I mean, if sharing places and friendship it’s so easy and awesome. If the next time will be like my first attempt.

As you know CS crashed. For me, only one week after my first try. Had no time to get my first reference and friend link, all disappeared.
During the Collective I’ll discover this event had catch at the heart of everyone.

Seems weird reading about it, but the Collective experience bited my (and your, I suppose) soul, deep from the heart.
The weirdness goes higher if you compare when the “wannabuttfuck” thing comes to your mind… 🙂 and then all this spirituality dues to friendship or strong relations within. Strange how them are related.

This prologue words are the only serious one you’ll read along my posts, I want them not like a sequence of sad remembered things, but moreover a (n hilarious) starting point for the next meetings, laughs, hugs, lunches and dinners, resting time and yes… those fuckin’ chores! 🙂

I’ll put it down as funny as possible, without loosing the spirit and the vital soul of our fantastic Collective.

So… was an evening in April 2006…
[The “leggi tutto link” is for “Read more”, so click on it!] Continua a leggere

Take a deep breath

Now that I want my posts readble to all my friends all over there, using english titles comes easy. Don’t bother my stupid thoughts, I wrote a post about the trend of italian blogs to titling mostly in english, just to… I don’t know why, I did it too for a while, but now, who cares.

So, 3 or 4 days after, I’m thinking about, again, how collect money (working if possible, but not the definitive solution… I can sell my kidney, trading something), finish my studies and schedule time to travel again, meeting my new friends and discovering others.
By the way, without minimizing possible new good moments with new people, repeating myself, those days of “closeness” are difficult to replicate.

As Sonja said, we have to plan a “And now something completly different busking roadshow from the CS Collective” in Europe: this is the best way to travel in good company, sharing the love for music, performing, moving thru cities and at least, if we’re smart enough, making some money without being part of a rigid system.
And as a famous tune claims:

Dreams are my reality
The only kind of real fantasy
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
It seems as if it’s meant to be

I knew it, I had to be a rockstar during my 20ies. 🙂

PS: such a mess… I’ve got to translate all my categories, links.. and stuff, better setting up a new one.
ohh sure I’ve to register my new domain, do you remember Vince? o! 🙂

Oh well well well…

I’m back to home. So sad, by the way.
It’s damn sad because so many things happened changed me. Of course only great and wonderful things, that now I’m missing from day one at my place.
I’d like to start it all over again, I’d like to feel the joy about new “welcomes” or new drinks with strangers from all the Europe, at the same table. Strangers from that point will be strong friends in seconds.

I miss even the snoring in the dormitory. I miss those annoying chores… that only for the reason we were all togheter now come to my mind like a funny moment, something to care about and remember with a smile.
Meeting someone in the kitchen, talking about something while drinking a coffee. Cooking for someone just arrived and starting to talk. Discovering new places and cultures.

I miss also other things, more personal, but releted to these awesome days.
I’m going to write down an extended detailed story, trying to improve my spoken english response and letting all my new cross-Europe friends to share feelings.

Hope to hear about you guys on my site.

I miss you all, deeply.

European CS Collective 2006 – I don’t know which day so far

Sono vivo e il CS Collective è finito piu’ o meno sabato sera.
Dopo giorni di caldo appiccicoso e sudore, il meeting finale sulla Danube Island in quel di Vienna, é stato spazzato via da un temporale considerevole.
La sera festa grande in giro per la città, tutti in fila (una 30ina) come una gita dell’INPS a Venezia, tra un locale e l’altro.
Scene strappalacrime al momento dei saluti.
(sono sintetico perchè dovrei andare al bagno, sto scrivendo con una tastiera svizzera e ho le idee un po’ mescolate, da riordinare).
Ah vero… sto usando una tastiera svizzera perchè sono in Svizzera, per una seconda e piu’ privata paella.

Appena capisco cosa devo fare, saro’ piu’ esaustivo… per il momento, saluti.