Dear Friends of the Circus Gaviscon, although the pace of trials of "Jackie O" is very high, taking advantage of the one day off a week to delight your palate with some superfine notiziuola from Lugo di Romagna, a kind of small Swiss close to Ravenna, which seems ruled by Calderoli.
First of all, this town of 31,785 inhabitants can boast of having had one of its illustrious citizens a certain Francesco Baracca, the pilot of the fascist period, which has named a street (via Shack) and a square (Piazza Baracca), the center of which stands a huge monument built in his honor in 1936. For the past ethical Francesco Baracca and his political affiliation, can be easily reached in two ways: for the most acculturated, just look at the monument of Cabin: is so bad that it can not be anything but fascist for the less educated, just remember the famous tongue-twister that starts with "under the bridge that Mimi's Cabin is the shit from ...", which shows clearly the origin of a partisan Mimi that we would gladly imitate.
This aura of fascism that blows up Lugo must have spread to this day, since this is probably the only place in Italy where there are two cameras at a distance of one kilometer from each other on a road asphalt six feet wide that goes practically in the countryside, with a hand here and there house, and that leads to the town of Villa San Martino, where you will live and not a few thousand people. This suggests that the only reason for the placement of these cameras is strip who is not the place, because obviously if they ever expect.
Then there are the Carabinieri Lugo, eeeeeeeh, those who are true will ensure that Police officers on the tranquility of the country ... Their favorite sport is to make the chase all those cars with a license plate other than that of Ravenna (and this is not just because Lugo province, otherwise they would have chased even those of Ravenna). As if to say that those who comes from outside is definitely a potential carrier of crime (typical ideology League), it must be chased, stopped, searched, and, if you did nothing wrong, it can be let go after a good half hour. With all due respect to those who had appointments, and you see so forced to arrive late, after having sucked a series of cultural crap out of their mouth (to fill the half hour dedicated to the control), as this "but both now oggicomeoggi study is needed to greek or Latin, does not speak any more, it's just a waste of time. " Ah, my grandfather used to say, "damn hoe ...". If you have
then going to rent an apartment in Lugo, left lose. A Lugo you rent only or multi-year contracts. You want a semi? Manco pa 'head. You want a month? Much less. Why? Well, if you want a month, you're definitely a gang of Romanian thieves who need a temporary basis to organize their malaffari, so the agencies will not shit in advance and you can also spend € 3,000 to the hotel that they do not give a damn , prefer to keep rather than vacant houses available for short lets in people who do not know, even if people are referenced by the Municipal Theater, an institution recognized.
Nothing. You can also bump on the ground.
Fortunately, however, that even in the midst of such severity are pleasant surprises, such as the farm of George Baroncini who has rented an outbuilding within the company, and then in the morning when I wake up and put in a car to the test, through a beautiful piece of Romagna countryside full of flowering trees and meeting on my way chickens, dogs, hares and some nice mouse, all looking at me and greet me as if I were an old friend.
Shortly after the meeting, however, speed cameras and the illusion ends.
