continue updates burst that I set out to do this week to realign from a temporal point of view with what has happened to me lately ..
In this episode tell you a little 'what has happened to me in December and between Christmas and other events "handled" kept me really busy (nicely) and away from the blog. As you have noticed
tenses are back "normal" since I'm writing with 2 hands at the very moment when you're reading it! (Just not at the same time, but we understand each other =)
After the departure of Luke was time to start another really important for my adventure in Australia. I refer to Barbara after spending two years here on earth well in Australia, having finished school he attended, he is not nothing left to do bags and return to his village lost among the Swiss mountains (she is Italian for all but the effect is the daughter of immigrants living there and then!) but I would first take a well deserved trip between Malaysia, India and Qatar (mica cocks!:-D)
D'obligation on our part was to organize a nice Sunday lunch the day first departure
with cake
and banner (on my idea but done by Chris, the English and Italian as I call it is more "an Italian with a great English !":-).
Thank you again so that Barbara, with its sunshine and its way of being made me feel at ease in this adventure from the early days. But this is thanks on behalf of all those who have gone into this hostel and who knew her because he knows anyone make you feel at ease from the very beginning that you know. The Great Aussie Backpacker will never be the same without her!
Last Thanksgiving I owe it to Carletto, he returned to Italy before leaving has made me the happiest man in the world ..
Are you wondering what he has done so much sensational ..
Well I left his mocha, so eventually every day after lunch, I finally have my coffee .. And blessed 'by 8 months I've been waiting for this moment because it captures a *** I'd forgotten it at home!
Carletto Thanks .. I love you na figure!:-D
You should know that I have ever spent in 26 years of my life outside of Italy, the Christmas season, indeed out of my village .. Even if the rest of the year do not spend much time at home with my family, especially in recent years, there have been the custom of spending the holidays with a little house in front of the hearth 5-8 degrees outside (when it's cold!)
So you can understand how, at least in the first moments, I was a bit 'strange to see Christmas decorations around the street in Sydney with 30 degrees and people in flip-flops, shorts and t-shirts !
However, this feeling has passed now since I already do not feel like home I felt as a child in Italy, let alone if I had heard here in this situation!
And even the Christmas party held by the managers of Doughboy (the pizzeria where I'm working note) which traditionally is celebrated a week before Christmas, I did not feel that air Christmas although this does not mean that I'm not amused .
fact traditionally the staff can be found at this time in the traditional game of bowling
(a sort of Italian but bowls with bowls that have a heavier side so that when the launches it takes effect in that direction) where the prize is the engraving of his name on the plaque that collects all the winners past editions.
Personally I like this kind of thing a lot because they are moments that you can share with people you only have working relationships (even if the environment at work is nothing if not formal). And then beer and bbq aggratise have made everything unique!:-D
This Christmas my approach has not yet stopped my desire to organize something for the day before and who spent the pre-Christmas period with me, he knew of my intention to organize the maxi-Christmas dinner at the GAB :-) crazy stuff if you plan to cook the stuff a bit 'more elaborate than usual with the dishes and above with the kitchen that is nothing but a corner with a bbq and a sink.
In fact, my original idea was to do something small, a maximum of 15 people according to my forecast was already a difficult thing ..
Too bad now that I know a little 'I did not want everyone in the hostel not to organize something big and that did not participate if all the people who live there at least the vast majority! The same ideas
"unhealthy" of Bent brought to 45 the number of guests!
This is the flyer (flier) that I hung to know "of the" ... So seeing the number of people I had to slightly increase My plans are upset.
Together with other Italian boys to the menu that we thought could be done in a way that respects the things I usually eat at home with the ease of preparation since the means of fortune had available.
It was decided at the end of (but in the end I have "democratically" decided since I was the only one to know how to cook certain things!:-D) to start off with two appetizers made from tomato bruschetta and seafood salad and 3 / 1 that have been linguine with seafood, pasta with pesto made by hand by us without a mixer and seafood risotto. Finally
chocolate cake and banana, chocolate and strawberry and apple pie made by Guillaume and 40 liters of sangria and "very good" goon who does not know that the wine is cheap you can find in Australia and it is sold in cartons like Ronco, but unlike the latter, compared to the first, seems a Brunello di Montalcino!
The goon goon is because besides the fact that the label is sold in cardboard you can find the words "you can detect traces of eggs, fish and milk in it!")
So imagine the delight!
the morning of 24 I along with 3 French guys named Alex, Thomas and Tarek are 3 Smoking Barrels (you know, now I'm more time with the French with the Italians but I can assure you that the French in the south do not are as common and hated French North ;-) that because of their improper use of the services here in the hostel because they do not pay rent, were removed from the fat man (Peter ed), we went to catch the fish at the fish market.
the end according to the calculations made using formulas precissime "thumb":-D I went out with the beauty of 19 kg of fish and $ 320 spending ..
Luckily, I took them 4 kg "borrowed" because otherwise I was not in the budget.
Then from 11 am we started to dance ..
Among people who cleaned prawns, mussels boiled those who cut garlic, onion and tomatoes we were almost all day to cook, but the end result is a point of view cooking (it was all very good) and by level of compliments for the organization of the evening of the effort has paid off for the implementation of the thing.
The Italian "troops"! (With a couple of extra-graft ;-)
Poor Matt struggling with pesto (beaten with a bottle! :-D)
And in the end we have not even made the risotto because people besides being drunk already was already satisfied after the second first .. Of course you can imagine after
dinner with music, drunk people and various crap ;-)
That is a dryer (asciugatrice!:-S)
Tarek on GAB ceiling to avoid being sgam Peter!:-D
Santa Bent!:-P Day as per tradition here, I could not miss the rigorous day on the beach at Bondi with a lot of hat, and cake!
It was actually a mini cake because I had forgotten to pick it up at coles, but did the same a terrible figure ;-)
The Vendee French
The GAB almost complete 
Some local representatives ... 
and could not miss the typical Australian babes decked out properly, and above all running like a homeless person (from the picture is not seen but it was a bit drunk ;-) day could be ruined by the fact that the beaches popular in Australia it is forbidden to bring alcohol,
and since we like a good law-abiding we brought 10 liters of the usual goon, we could not afford to lose all that fuel.
So are those moments that my sick mind can give birth to ideas that do not know if I call them brilliant or crap to the nth degree!
To enter the beach you had to pass some checkpoints where the stewards were assigned to the control of the backpacks.
But as the distance between a check-point and the other was fairly consistent, pretending to admire the ocean, I threw the backpack into the goon on the beach causing him to fall behind a dumpster on the beach in this way that that failed to give the eye. Obviously
a "task" on the beach was in charge of recovering the same.
In this way we have been able to enjoy a cool (for the first 5 minutes) and excellent (mai!) goon.
Actually I only drank one glass because to me the goon sucks!:-D
My backpack in "spilling of Goon!":-D But the cap was reached for fun for the new year ..
I say only that people were already drunk dl at 6 pm and 7 for I was already a good point of cooking.
Therefore, wisely, I decided to stop drinking because otherwise I would have surely seen the fires ..
Rolando Here I am with (the boy met in Dubai) who came to spend summer in Sydney ..
Once again we met in Australia .. Amazing!
rate was rising dramatically ....
photos of the fires are a friend of mine since I made the video and as long it is difficult to load. We feel
soon with the last episode of this post "daily "!;-)
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