Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Herpes Disqualification From Military

Morocco Camper (with VIDEO) in Mauritania

(continued from "Camper in Mauritania")
Diary 4 - Africa 2007 - The adventure continues ... - 28Feb07


Dear friends, after so much talk about in previous journals and having already 'ground over 1300 km to the north, we are now "resting" in Tiznit, friendly town about 120 km. south of Agadir and waiting to begin again the journey inward, we would like to see some pictures of sunrises and sunsets, which we were lucky enough to be able to capture with our modest equipment. Unfortunately we can only send a few via e-mail, with the hope that you come from, given the slowness of these connections ..
Greetings to all. W
l'Afrique
Mike and Anita

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Diary 5 - Africa 2007 - 11Mar07

Friends and relatives near and far, he said the famous .. ehehhh lamented after a long, relaxing break further to the south of Agadir, with a demanding and "hard" dolce far anything, increased from the usual, lunches and dinners indispensable foundation of all quality 'fish and having a birthday the other half (he completed 19 years and a half, but it does not want anybody tells you ...) the presence of many friends campers Italian, (here we all know by now), it was time to get back on the road, partly to prevent rust and entering into the knees of Morocco to visit the scenes of his much-vaunted montuosissima and while the eastern desert .

said than done. Greeted the Italian friends, some of whom had already 'visited the interior and others who wished to remain still on the beaches to take a tan, after a brief stop to refuel in Agadir for "Marjane" (more' or less like 'Euro market) stocks pared to the bone now, Come on ..... for about 390 km of Ouarzazate, quaint town, located in the High Atlas mountain range, (yet to snow, in which stands the Jebel Toubkal, the highest 'high Northern Africa with its 4,167 meters high).

Once in Taroudant, we made a stop for lunch with little visit to the Souq, where there was everything and more ', like so many others ..... indeed), but in a deadly heat ... and we're just in March sob!

In the evening we've been in the town of Tazenacht to 1300 meters, outside the headquarters of the Gendarmerie Royale, along with a nice pair of Brittany (75 years he and she 73) that it is also their own, when they saw the Our campers have come to get us excited for the company meeting night, exclaiming, "Ohhhh! Les italiennes!"
However, here and 'still all quiet and I keep saying that and' more 'safe from these parties in Europe .. too bad that petty crime' will come sooner or later 'even at these latitudes .... unfortunately).

For the record, this night, the thermometer, due to thermal excursion, and 'decreased by almost 20 degrees (from 32 to 12-13 days of the night).

The next morning, we reached Ait Ben Haddou, going to one of the most 'of the High Atlas and then stored Khasbe Ouarzazate, where you're writing.

Tomorrow we will visit the "Studios" sites where they shot some scenes
famous movies like "Gladiator" - "Star Wars" - "Laurence of Arabia" and many others, but for fans of "Reality Show" (God forbid!)
here have made the famous and, I say, seguitissima "The Farm" on Italy 1.

then continue more and more 'to the east (the Dades Gorge and Todra) a step to the south, Erg Chebbi - the famous dunes of Merzouga Sahara), then turn north again. The usual
our embrace. W
l'Afrique!! Michael and Anita


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Diary 6 - Africa 2007 - Travel and 'almost finished ..... 28Mar07

After more than 650 km from Agadir, we arrived in Merzouga, right in the Berber territory, in the most 'south-eastern Morocco, (a few km hence, there is' the boundary of the "hated" (for Moroccans) Algeria.
now between the two countries, 'by more' than 25 years, although Islamic neighbors, they do not have 'it reports' ways of communication and the borders are closed, in fact, the locals tell us that the guards often is sparacchiano between them. A true absurdity '!

Cyber \u200b\u200bCafes from where you are now writing, has a window overlooking one of the most 'beautiful expanses of tall sand dunes of the Sahara (the most' high is estimated at more than 100/150 meters high) and that change color, depending
time of day. Believe us, a truly unique spectacle yesterday morning, we decided to climb. (Here the only danger, are the sandstorms that if unleashed, forcing the star enclosed in a camper (or run in hotels) for at least 2-3 days.

Hopefully we do not have to ever try, why, and there 'is richly explained,' as if you were in front parasse an insurmountable wall of sand in suspension accompanied and followed by strong wind, from which you can not see more than 10 cm from their eyes.

Before coming down here ', we crossed the plateau Moroccan running between 1300 and 1700 meters from south of the Atlas Mountains, visiting the deep gorges of Dades
and especially that of Todra.

While those in the Dades, the various valleys of the immense rock formations, have a vague resemblance to those of the Arizona desert and ending at the bottom of a real Grand Canyon, Todra ones, develop in high and narrow walls, where the river has the same name here " dug in the mountains, creating these massive fractures.

The Todra Gorge, which we walked for about 30 km only in motion, 'cause the "road / track / path", following the great flood of two years ago, in many places and' semplicementesparita, starts from 1300 m . reaches over 2000 meters. high (.. freezing cold).
For the record, we did just in time to return to camp, and that 'a storm water discharged, lasted all night.
Once in Ouarzazate, we learned about a real Emir of Abu Dhabi (Persian Gulf), who also now "poor retired" (?) To guess about forty years, has seen fit to bought a Camperone from 300,000 € (you know c'omè: "ghe there in the Dane Milanese them 'we are the money) and we visited as Africa.

The only (significant) difference from us, it was that "The Sciura" unable to detach from the privileges of his rank, he brought with him among young wives of his "harem" and several servants, about 15-20 people, who were sleeping in different tents, all specially fitted around his camperone . (Perhaps in every tent, there was flashed to mind, there could be a wife ... who knows', and always joking with some friends, we imagined what could happen if, wrong and broken into qualc'una of them, we could to give a "help" the emir .. ehehhhhhhhh!!.
Of course our wives, so they 'said the supposed "help" ...
dreams of old greedy ..... ahahhhhh! !
Good.
We think this, our last "Journal" for this year (actually 'after the attack on the Cyber \u200b\u200bCafe' in Casablanca on Sunday, which resulted (thankfully) the death of only terrorist and who 'blew up, as in Baghdad, and some wounded, did not want more 'enter the Internet Point to write, but the desire to see and talk over the Web with our beautiful niece Marta, made us take the risk .... and therefore we have the opportunity to write the latter travel impressions.

now missing a dozen days to return, having already 'over 2 months in Africa.

after tomorrow's start time to the city 'Imperial Fez (about 400 miles north) and then visit Volubilis, the extreme occidendale site of the Roman Empire.

In the rest of our trip, perhaps toccheremoTetouan to finally reach the port of Tangier, for boarding.
We hope, however, I did share, even to you, a bit 'of Our Africa.

The final hug to everyone. Michael & Anita


Now click here to see the full video of our trip.

Alternative To Using Rice At A Wedding

Camper (with VIDEO) in Senegal

Africa 2007 - The Adventure .. continues - 2Feb07

Dear friends, relatives, colleagues and acquaintances, this year, after last year's thrilling trip to Senegal, West Africa
we returned.
We would not have intentions to do many miles, (but I am proposing that often go .... infantry).

We still have arrived in Mauritania to more than 2500 km south of Tangier, where we write and already 'getting ready to reach the beautiful Oasis Marina the Banc d'Arguin. To achieve it, about 240 km from Nouadhibou, and 'required to track, with frequent bottom of the deadly "tole ondulèè" that breaks bones, but above all means, we should be 5

camper with the hiring of a local guide on board of a Toyota 4x4 will advance 'in front of us and show us' the way
and possibly (indeed, almost certainly) we must' "hook" if c'insabbiassimo.
In truth ', many of us do not recommend doing that track with our means, but the guide although some penny of forfeited, push, saying: "Monsieurs, rien de problem. Sperem ... I think I still prefer to go ... cautious and make the necessary checks ... .. ehehhhhhh!
(and here and someone 'already' "thrilled" by the idea ... ehehhhhh)

This year is much more 'hot (now February 2, bordering about 30 degrees) We are already' roasted, still pulls a strong wind from the Sahara that c'impensierisce somewhat 'likely for fear of sandstorms;

For now it' s all. Unfortunately in this country
precursor did not arrive and do not start making calls and SMS also there are problems.
The only way to communicate these are the Cyber \u200b\u200bPoint .. and thank goodness;
A greeting and a hug to everyone. W
l'Afrique
Mike and Anita

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Diary 2 - 8Feb2007

After different and appropriate checks, we concluded that achieving the coveted Oasis Marine Protected Banc d'Arguin with our camper was almost crazy that we could have been very expensive especially in euro terms. There

and 'was in fact already reported that' time with "normal", the track and 'impractical for our resources, but also because of the strong wind from the Sahara (the Harmattan) that a few days (here, February, March and most of April are the months piu'ventosi,) began to blow and even the push of a tank we would continue.

From "nomads", as now we have become, but temporarily "settled" for some days in this wonderful "Baie de l'Etoile" in the company of pelicans, flamingos and a myriad of other species of migratory birds, like us, are to "winter" in places more 'hot, reluctantly and not to forget this adventure, we decided to "drown" our discontent with less than 7 pounds of fresh lobster dall'Atlantique just taken, all underpinned by the little "nectar" called wine that we were able to "shirk" the very strict border of the Republic of Mauritania, which, in the past we did not get checks but this year you are sure to be Muslim and we have literally inspected from top to bottom of the camper in search of alcohol, no one knows where to be in compliance with the dictates of Muhammad, or to drink it, in our face.

Actually 'many of us in the conviction that here, in "Afrique", but not limited to what is true today, may' not be valid tomorrow, and being aware in advance of this change of line, have seen fit of "deposit" in Morocco (which apparently does not do more 'such qualms, eventually) all the so-called "surplus" alcoholic .. Oh my God, some Italian, but also to several French, I have seen in Morocco also leave some "carboy of wine, but most were sympathetic Dietetic the Germans said "Nein without Birrra Yaaaaaaaa !!!!.
We hope to resume (but mostly to "find") but left to return. On the other hand you can not escape, or satisfied .... Morocco or the Mauritanian there 'little scratch .. ehehhhh.

here every morning to see us, "Ahmed" a very nice fisherman, 2 wives (usually lucky, comment us with our wives ... ehehhheh!) And 8 children .. well for now, he says (it seems that in the evening ... do not have a television ehehhhh!) because we have nicknamed "Mandrillosky) pulling up the nets a few tens of meters, giving us the privilege to see the first fresh fish.

course knows that if your network has stumbled Royal Sea bass and bream, 1 kg. we have a right of first refusal.
In fact, strong motto of 'A Royal bream per day, you keeps the doctor away "we hope that 'Ahmed, do not ever put out the fire in our grill ... ahahhhhhhh!
term
Now, unfortunately, give you the bad news that has a little 'shaken us all.
day before yesterday, two French tourists, traveling in a jeep, jumped in the air, a few dozen miles from us, one of the mines that are scattered here by the thousands because of the famous fighters of the war with the Polisario Front. There
and 'but was' also reported that although warned of the danger does not seem to have heard the advice, finishing with their 4X4 on the bomb. We are truly sorry. Unfortunately, here you have to be very, very careful where you put your feet ... but the wheels.

This year we are missing Albert on "Bocelli Val Bormida" stay at home for work, who with his golden throat last year we filled the night safari with songs and dances.

now terms, telling you that our stay "here" will go on 'for a few weeks, including "footing" in the morning, along the stretches of beach, sea bream and real motorcycle trips, hot days and sprawled sunbathing "au bord de l' ocean "unfortunately suckers. Then we will start

"doucement" as they say in these parts, the return to Morocco, to visit the eastern part, to the borders with Algeria and to introduce in early April to Tangier to board for Italy.

Hugs to you all, but especially a great big hug and many kisses to our beautiful niece Marta, 4 years, we have read we look every day. (Yes, we admit, not the dangers of the adventure, but this puts us very, very much in crisis).

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Diary 3 - Africa 2007 - 21Feb07

Here we are again in front of a keyboard in one of the most-battered Cyber \u200b\u200bCafe 'across the Sahara to tell "our efforts" ... so to speak.

To tell the truth this time few, since we continued to camp out in that wonderful "Baia delle Stelle" in Mauritania, giving us an adventure in motion about 20 km long track to reach the nature reserve of Cap Blanc (which together with the already mentioned Banc d 'Arguin form two large areas of over 200 km of coastline to protect marine and wildlife heritage of great value, also funded by the European Economic Community), where we filmed and photographed the lovely and now We disappearance "Monk Seal" together with herons and other birds.

In practice, unable to reach the most important Banc d'Arguin, we had to make do (again, so to speak) of the most accessible, but a little more risky reserve of Cap Blanc.

fact to be able to get in motion, the trail winds through a Hammad, did not desert sand, but desolate and endless rocks, in which, the most risky is due to the fact that everyone around the track there is the infamous mines as I explained in the previous diary, a few weeks ago, have already caused the victims.

In fact, the track and Cap Blanc 'was reached at the third attempt.
Gero and Mauritius, our camper friends we were already 'tried twice in the previous days, was not able' to find the right track and making your hair stand on his head for those poor soldiers who had rushed out calling them to have the wrong path .

Thanks so even with two previous attempts, we were able to reach the coveted "Chief", even amid some understandable fears and difficulties and finally realizing the meeting with the well known "mammal" who was blissfully magnificence, in the crimson waters of the coast, alternating moments of relaxation at lightning dives underwater in search, say, fresh food for
your palate.

Two days ago we left we came back into Mauritania and Western Sahara due to the strong wind that was blowing from the desert again made, but this time "chilly" to lower the temperature a few degrees (we are now about 20/21 degrees ) and we stopped doing the bathrooms. Hailed

reluctantly (but also for his part) Ahmed fisherman, and after I gave him shoes, jerseys and anything else we had on board for him and his large family, why not also There has never been off the grid, we
"mumbled", as usual, something in the usual douanniers border always ask "cadeau" and we came back.

After entering a camp for two days and made the necessary cleaning (boys in the sand slips well ....) us and the camper, tomorrow we take a step of about 500 km to reach Layounne.
all for now.
hug you all and I recommend you hold on ....

Michael and Anita

PS: now out here there will be 'Mohammed with his camel which we expect to
us to do the usual tour. Andateglielo to tell you that if we were to accept the offer of all the camel of the Sahara, our "lower back" would become like the Tuareg !!!!!... ahahhhhhhhhh ...) Now click

here to see some pictures of our trip.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Bona Allen Saddle Reviews

Camper - (with VIDEO)

February 2006

After passing through Morocco, Western Sahara and Mauritania, last night we arrived in Saint Louis, Senegal, Cities' to 260 km north of the capital Dakar, which will visit in coming days.

A journey that, to date, very few campers were able to do, yet non-existent due to the newly paved road about 500 km, linking Nouakchott to Nouadhibou, Mauritania's capital, and finally the road 'was inaugurated and opened only a few months ago (November 2005).
The entire route to reach so far, and 'was perhaps too adventurous, but mostly exciting reality in crossing' s so different from ours in which living human beings just like us, but, unlike us, they live in environments and significantly degrading conditions, and sometimes I would say unbelievable.

Of the 4 teams of campers that we were Italians, two of them, and we have not thought about whether to pursue are more felt, scared, possibly from having heard that another camper had almost been "hijacked" (his words verbatim) with his wife, to alleged "robbers" Mauritanians, after being in the desert by means failure due to water in oil (I personally think that there was no "kidnapping" and that "someone" has refused to pay those to whom he turned, thinking potergli repair the camper with a Common Rail Diesel engine .... and with which 'hard enough in the wilderness, able to restart, having water in the fuel.
fact is that in telling him about, he continued to make "psychological terrorism" in all who had the misfortune to listen.

the end only a crew of three, decided to go with me to Senegal, Alberto and Carmen.

the border mauro / Senegalese Red " we risked more 'times to cover up (the area known as "customs" Mauritania was made of sand .. .. sic!) Finally, ferried over the border and the Senegal River for more than 50 km the road was full of dangerous holes that sometimes like small craters and, moreover, obliged to follow it even in darkness, 'cause in this notorious customs of Senegal ("black beast" of all European hikers in Africa, described by many as "extortionists" of that unfortunate' cross) being no "rejected" the ritual of the "rich" cadeau harassed us, "forgetting" almost on us and return the passports to 22.00 (just ... the dark). In these cases, "calm and determination" should be the "flags" to trust, in order to overcome more 'easily all the "bumps" ... while not forgetting to have fun, finding the inevitable comedic sides of the story.

And now here we are, where I'm writing and that means 'Dior Hotel Saint Louis in Senegal (2 ^ City' and former capital of this country) ... which also serves as Camping, even with the internet cafe 'in order to communicate with Italy. What we wanted more?


Unfortunately here in Africa (not only) if you travel with your vehicle to cross the border, you are, almost always asked the famous "bakshik" or if you want to "cadeau" and that, as long as' small (max 5 / 10 €), could also be granted, but sometimes (quite frequently) are specious quibbles to the medium or documents or carrying things (in practice excuses ...) to be able to do a lot of requests for more 'heavy 300 or € 400 per person or crew, for the sole reason to put a stamp and authorized to enter (or exit) in the country, (something which would have no right, but the strong currency .. ..) and forcing them, in some cases, even to go back and unfortunately, all this "Red", in Senegal and 'widespread practice. And to think that as tourists, we take even a minimum "wealth", which certainly goes to benefit their economies.
Mah!?! valleys to understand.

... And is not 'over. Along about 130 km from the border, we have brought in Saint Louis, at various checkpoints on average every 20-30 miles, but "you understood" to put in the hands of the militia on duty, some "euro", you were thorough examination of passport, documents, lights, turn signals, brakes, fire extinguishers, triangles, rubber and most people 'has more' and so forth .. (we were subjected to 3 different controls! .. But we have not capitulated. . ehehhhh!)
in the deplorable situation must "find" something wrong, or missing some equipment on board, requests for "fine" set of numbers very high, (so 'they can better "bargain").
In these cases, be calm, firm and determined and, with a smile, "resist" ahahhhhh!
Should you really find fault in, any contract the fine, but pay no stories, but asking 'regular (and legal) received.

Fortunately for us, could not be "cling" to any alleged "failure" of the medium, my being a "youngster" of just 7 months and that of Alberto as well.

The 'comic' side of the story and ' that, while our new media, were subjected to "control", passing on the road, so cars 'crumbling, but so' shredding it worse, we never thought could exist: those with no lights, no other fender, turn signals even talking about it, almost all overloaded with people and animals .... There was laughter from scompisciarsi ..

For supplies and the means to ensure that together with the oil there could also be water, we have "invented", having nothing else, the empirical test box (or bottle ...) get paid first 2 / 3 liters of heating oil in transparent plastic bottles (mineral water ones) then let under the sun for more 'than half an hour and if the split takes place (chemical) water / fuel oil, we approach the column to fill, or else .. nisba .. and set off to search for other stations more 'safe. Normally
pero 'service areas with the trademark of' known oil companies (Total, Chevron, Esso, Shell etc.. Etc..) In which many local car, refueling, are mostly free from risk "water."

Sorry if I make any mistakes, but I write in this internet-point in front of a keyboard Senegal / Arabic and the keys for punctuation, should try very calmly, but many 'missing ... ... ehehehhhhh

Now term and to make you a bit 'of envy, told you that there were almost 35gradi here today and tomorrow is expected 36.

We are all well and think you may be also for the days to come.
Finally .. I recommend: hold on by biting cold Europe, at least until our return in April.
A "Hello" to all ... dall'Afrique! Michael & Anita


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February 2006

After visiting Saint Louis with its ancient, massive iron bridges linking the city 'of the delta, with a guide we have entered in the Wildlife Reserve "Gueumbeul" (remember that the Senegal' was the first African state in 1987, to enter the Berne Convention, particularly important for migratory birds. In fact, this state, includes a 4 World Heritage: the National Park Bird Djoudj; the island of Goree '; the Niokolo-Koba National Park and the same old town' of Saint Louis, with the adjacent National Park de la "Langue de Barbarie") are then left for Dakar.

Along the approximately 260 km that separated us from the capital, we visited the Zebra Bar, a camping oasis along the river, a reference point for almost all 4x4 vehicles, crossing Africa, managed by Europeans and about 150 km from the capital, while we were in stop and enjoy the magnificent, giant baobab trees, we have seen, a few dozen yards from us, a real scene from the African savannah.

A large flock of vultures, finished circling above our heads, and 'rash on the carcass of a poor beast (donkey? Cow?) Died in a land not far from the street scene and on which we have largely reproduced the violent "scrambled" for dominance, unleashed one of the clumsy birds, to secure a substantial "caught" in the belly of the beast now rotten. In no time at all, the scavengers had lavishly made "breakfast".

resuming our journey, we arrived in the city 'Thiès, with a visit to Camping "Gilbert", but arrived at the gate, we have discovered that the entrance was too narrow for our campers and we were forced to go to Dakar, but decided' not to enter in the chaotic city 'with our means, but to head south along the coast, stopping in the village of Toubab Dialao.

The next day, after having "contracted" a taxi, Ba Tierno, the friend who hosted us and the night before we had cooked a pizza Senegal, in the room of his friend, we went on board a battered Mercedes, at a time of Dakar, to board and get to the island of Goree '.

Once on the island, with strong emotion, we visited the famous "Maison d'Esclaves" in which its director, the now famous "Yo nday" dressed in his green djellaba, entertained us, telling us the agony of more than 10 million slaves deported.

After the visit, we returned to Dakar, visiting the city '.

The next day we left for M'Bour, Cities' to about 100 km south of Dakar, traveling along the coast to visit various villages that follow along the coast, as somone, Popenguine, Saly, and others.

few days later we came back into Mauritania by where I'm writing.

Here we have "camped" ... oh God ... so to speak - on Ocean Beach in an enchanting location in the morning where there are breathtaking sunrises and sunsets in the evening we see poignant and beautiful as the sky turns red fire with camels and Tuareg who stand to gently 'horizon, creating that effect postcard that we often admired in photo albums.
a silence broken only by the strong wind that sometimes blows from the Sahara.

The lagoon which surrounds us, fills often pelicans, herons, flamingos, waders and many other species of migratory birds and we also have to do bird watching with the utmost discretion not to disturb them in their range and armed with video and photo taking aim to capture the take-off or landing ordered flocks of "flamenco" (flamingos) and stretch their magnificent and elegant wingspan.

We are also blacks that are the envy because, while being end of February, here in the daytime you touch 31-32 degrees and the heat increases more and more ', let alone summer' s what I can 'be there.
The night, however, the temperature can drop even 15 degrees.

now terms, hoping to have done "virtually" feel to you, in the gray northern Italy, our real hot here sometimes, and 'very much.

abandon even a short fall in the Western Sahara to Mauritania and then Morocco;
We still have to travel some 2500 km to reach Tangier.

few days ago we had a little problem with the water pump motor homes but less than 24 hours DHL has done it delivered to Nouakchott, the capital of Mauritania and now it 's all OK.

Sorry for the punctuation, but they are always in constant struggle with the keyboard, this time Arab and Mauritania, whose letters on the keys was no longer 'and you have to guess the right key.

I wanted to add eventually, always on the theme of "envy" that here we see the fishing lulu would be our bass / bass, croakers and large lobsters of 30-plus kg and our diet is now just a fish.

Well 's late, hello again and always keep hard, especially for those who work, while we, here, we do our best to "drown" in the oblivion of idleness.
Viva l'Afrique! Michael & Anita


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March 2006

During the transfer from Nouakchott to Nouadhibou in Mauritania, we walked about 500 km and a fearsome storm raged from the desert sand to the ocean that we do not deny us a bit worried 'in having to overcome large dunes that accumulated along the way and admit that our camper outrun 'but with great effort, considering that the environment was like out of the Po Valley, when it 'fog with visibility very low, which will remain indelible experiences and that we have documented.

Friday, March 3rd we came from Mauritania, but not without "defend" the border by two officers, not knowing what pretext to invent to earn a "loaf" ehehehhhh! have begun to say that the bank receipts of the changes made in their country were not official documents (?) and no obvious threat to get us out of the country.
Too bad for them that instead of being in his pocket some Ouguia (their currency) on the sly, they have to get some 'big voice on our part, to the absurd, as it was unexpected challenge, but in return has allowed to leave unharmed.
Here, however, is routine and there if you do .... indeed at times is almost fun because we know that, as often done in Senegal, we always try.

Abandoned then Mauritania, we followed the famous 4 km of track called "No Man's Land" (No Man's Land) with many dangerous mines, scattered here and there and we came back in Western Sahara (ie Morocco) directing at Bir Guendouz for repeat supply of diesel and water and reuniting the two friends that if the campers had heard later on this wonderful adventure (but have 'admitted that, in retrospect, they were very sorry for not coming). Together we

decided to make the approximately 20 km of track to reach Cap Barbas (also called Rock Chico, memory of the English) where a resident fishing communities specializing in lobster fishing, fishing Unfortunately, this starts from mid-April onwards and we had to settle for normal sea bream and sea bream to 2 euro per kilo;

few days after staging a Rock Chico, we recrossed the trail ondulee tole ', very bumpy (luckily that our resources have been heroic in the "resistance" to the harsh treatment which submit them, with the only "incident" to the Ford Rimor Gero of his that is badly silted up and we had to call a tractor because the fishermen with shovels and sand guard plates could not pull it off (take a scooter behind and 'sometimes providential).

Last but not least, or is it better to say .. bad luck at least ... after about 10 days, I break even the second water pump speditami Hymer dealer via DHL in the Mauritanian capital, now traveling with a "pump" of a few euro, given to me by 'friend Alberto, who is doing
Miracles .. Unfortunately, these trips may face no longer enough to have one spare sic! .... equip us for the future, but this' believe me does not mean anything to the charm of the adventure the first time ... Indeed the position of greater commitment.

Sharing from Cap Barbas and back to north, we stopped again at Dakhla 'also' cause the desert wind began to blow with greater intensity and wanted to reach a place famous for making supplies of essential items as our stocks were exhausted.

After spending about eight days in Dakhla and under the auspices of another sand storm we began the ascent for another 500 km ... but .... Now it 's an hour and a half I do in the war in Moroccan Arabic with this keyboard and would like to end this Internet Point.

Finally before closing and you always a bit 'of anger, I add only that we have now exceeded 2 months in Africa, we are at about 1500 km from Tangier, today is 21 March, which came in the spring, but here the heat is already 'in our July .. ehehhhh ....
course for us Europeans .... while locals still travel with the "djellaba", their coat that acts as a coat. In fact, look at us, in costume, as we look at the Finn who is a swim in our seas in April.
hug you all. W
l'Afrique
Michael and Anita

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Can You Take Mucinex D And Nyqil Together

South Africa On Line 2007 (with VIDEO)

The opportunity 'for this trip, there has given Alitalia MilleMiglia points accumulated in the meantime, thanks to which we have allowed two flights for 2 medium-range, poor end points 2007, while potendoli use by June 2008, we being the traveler "long course" we would have risked losing them.
Well, with that, we also realized that "disturb" for only three days to visit Cairo (the capital, we have chosen) was a bit 'cheap and then we thought we'd "attack", even the South Africa.

Then the problem was to get to work with the "keyboard" to "embed" coincidences about 9 flights, including free ones and those paid by other airlines and book on-line hotel, car and so on.
A great challenge for us, being also the first experience in making a journey of less than 22 days or so and come with the "do it yourself", we were afraid to commit their own, some "mess".
Instead, we have succeeded not only perfectly, but we also enjoy a world, if you will and pleasure of reading the rest of our personal tour.

The journey begins with a pleasant and unexpected surprise. At Malpensa, while we were already packed on the Jumbo-bus that would take us below the plane to Cairo, we are called out loud from a breathless hostess, apologizing for the distraction proved (sic?) Invites us to return the Our "boarding pass" to "economics flygths" to return 2 others, showing places even in business class. Wow! I think now, that there ... sorry, how lucky we thank you and I are dissolved in obsequious, exaggerated as generic thanking you, Alitalia, extended to all family members, relatives, friends and acquaintances, ahahhh!
So the Toto '.. so it costs nothing and make all happy .. ehehhhhh!
(In reality 'we think that Alitalia, having booked some hotel through your site we wanted to "reward", reserving two seats in business ... just' cause were not occupied .. ..) Anyways
', spurred by the motto that gift horse, do not you look in the mouth, we happily walked toward the aircraft.

After visiting for three days in Cairo (Egyptian Museum, Pyramids and more) in eight hours of beautiful flight (Egipt Air) on the whole of Africa, we arrived punctually at 9:30 am in Johannesburg, where, a few hours after we were already 'on another plane in the direction Phalaborwa South African Airways, the "Kruger National Park."

One of the most 'big and rich animal parks in Africa. (400 km long and over 60 wide and short, will be' expanded with the opening of the adjacent Limpopo National Park, pertaining to the Mozambique, to become by far the largest protected area 'largest in Africa.
For 5 full days we dived in the savannah and bush to make a beautiful photo safari. (Anita did more 'than 600 photos and I like something more than 5 hours of video).

We also spent a day in a private reserve, with a final lunch-lit bonfire 'and snakes going around the trees that hung over our heads. The only gripe and
'was that it was unable to see friends Leo (leopard) and Rino (ceronte), among the big five.

On the other hand, however, 'we were able to "caress" (yes, just as she caresses a "big cat") is a fine example of a cheetah, that soon after he "appreciated" our caresses, (it seemed like there did also fused .. ehehhh!) has seen fit to go and refreshment, catching a little of Steinbock.

At the end of your stay in Kruger, with 2 flights, also of South African Airways, we arrived at Citta 'del Capo.

At Cape Town, (the beautiful city ') to take a taxi to take us to the waterfront (EREA wide in front of the port, shopping malls full of restaurants, shows, various shops, much like the "Old Port of Genoa, for those who know him, but multiplied by at least 20) (in a corner of the port "nest" also seals, clearly visible at times, fiddling .... more 'kind of way we tried to'...)
" bargain "(yes! here in the western South Africa, You should have practiced this biblical rite) with Felix, the name of the driver, more 'or less my "youth" ahahhh!! Two wives and nine children, the second of which just 30 years! (And I turned to my sweet, but no more 'young middle: See, I told her, jokingly, as are most' lucky, some of my peers, at these latitudes, are not spoiled for choice nell'accaparrarsi young " femmes, "and you, looking at me with compassionate eyes: psss! All the same, you men! he said. Tie ', Ciappa, cash and ... leads to ca'!)
confessed also an ex-gangster pentitissimo hours, with a tattooed arm, three years in prison on Robben Island, (all spiegatoci perfectly by himself) in the same period of Nelson Mandela (who claims to know him well .. mah!) that the question of how much he wanted to take us to see the whales at Hermanus, (a total of about 260 km round trip ) has been said ... wait ... so, take the CB, calls his central taxi and asks the price.

The Central Rand responds .. 1500 (160 Euros) .. he would like to thank CB and closes the 1300 Rand tells us, then I tell him, and he makes 800 Rand, Noooooo! It's not possible! Yes, I say, because you just screwed your center, we see a "bargain" at the end after the usual haggling, we agreed for 1000 Rand.
Ok, I think, a little 'cynically, as well to have popped a good price, we also entrusted to a fact that "security" (urka!!) should know his stuff and (so to speak) there should also be able to protect (in theory very naturally .. ehehhhh) from petty crime 'here, and unfortunately' this, while reassuring his wife, who had seemed a bit 'hesitant (?)

See you at 9:00 in the morning the next day at our hotel, which Felix is \u200b\u200brunning on time, showing in a luxurious BMW (was not the battered taxi the day before (I think rightly, that the overnight Felix has ripped off the car to someone e. .. I wanted you to see my wife, too, in Mandela at Robben Island prison! Ehehhhh! Ahahhhh!
None of this. The BMW was his, purchased used, which used to travel extra (just as the ns / day of rest in the taxi).

quieted, in a very lovely day with blue sky, we leave to go see the whales.
Along the way, Felix is \u200b\u200bthe perfect guide and explains the peculiarities' of all the countries we cross.

After about an hour and a half we come to Hermanus and the show that comes before us, 'an amazing' one !!!!. In
Bay 5-6 whales in front of many people who, with binoculars, guns and video photography admire this extraordinary scene of whales with the characteristic puff, pass from one side of the bay (while being far enough away from the coast) and that sometimes plunge, raising the typical tail disappearing under water.
To make matters worse, sent into raptures even the many children, but also us adults, with spontaneous applause when some whales, playing, rose water and beat her megagalattico alone. (They are mostly of humpback whales)

immediately took up my video and I rush to gain a position on the rocks, more 'above the sea to shoot them better. I crouch like a walrus and some aspect that is closer 'to the coast so that it can better resume.
Unfortunately, I see that now most those who like me were just sitting on the other rocks, displays something like half a meter of photographic lenses that are supported by sturdy tripod.
Wow, I think, here the game and 'lost and I'm happy to take back what I can.

in Hermanus, we were several hours, but starting at about 14/15 onwards, the whales begin to thin perhaps plunge to reappear the next morning. More

'that step, you should stop and talk about the whales in this bay full of plankton, they stay from June until early November, after which' the friendly mammals take the path of the Antarctic continent to continue feed on the abundant grill the Arctic Circle. We

however, satisfied with this exceptional event, never before seen on the late afternoon we return safely to the hotel.

The friendly and Felix 'proved extremely available and was eagerly attentive to our needs. So much so that sometimes I entrusted my entire arsenal of video-camera and him as a good big dog Saint Bernard, followed me. ehehhehhh! I even had to follow on the rocks, to which 'I stopped and said: Look, if you fall into the water, with your 130 pounds or so, the risks to the whale and I will touch' movies ... well ehehhhh ! She smiled at me, but I do not know if in his heart, will have 'thought .. c'hamma ago 'p' field '!

In the evening we went to dine with "MAMA AFRICA (III & IV always, you must book at least a day before) well-known restaurant (ethnic / trip) in Long Street (near the center of Cape Town) where we have proposed a mixed grill of crocodile meat, a Kudu, (looks like a deer ) Steinbock of (and 'a kind of antelope), ostrich and a sausage composed of all the meat of other animals including the warthog, all underpinned by a good bottle of wine from the Wine Road.

Well, we thought a lot before you order, 'cause very puzzled by the taste, especially the crocodile (never eaten), the kudu, we knew to be good,' cause we already 'tasted in a restaurant in the Kruger, but we can say that we have ate it willingly, perche'cucinato and served in an exceptional manner and the meat was very delicate taste.
For example, we wondered how the crocodile meat, as opposed to how you might imagine, is clear enough.
(For those who understandably may turn up their nose, say at once that, having previously asked, and we 'were told that they are farmed)
All of us, and' cost 44 euro (22 euro each!) Not even a pizza in Italy sob!
We also had dinner confabulating with a pair of Austrians in Vienna and we noticed that they, too, between a word and another, have piacevolmete "brushed" the barbecue. In this country the

flussso tourism and 'truly multi-ethnic, for example, we have seen from Japanese, Chinese, Indians, Russians, Arabs (many) not talking about Brazilians, Americans, Germans, British and Dutch, but there seems to travel a few individuals, all with organized tours.
The very few Italians that we met, were also with tour operators and almost all couples on their honeymoon or incentive groups. We have
pero'detto that our countrymen are preferably here in July and August and Christmas / New Year.

Instead, we met and made friends with some Italian businessmen who have lived here for over 30 years and more '(owners of the Hotel, Guest House, Jewellers, all happy they have abandoned our country, but all nostalgic (as always) and eager to talk to the Italians, but the Italian has now obvious inflections German / Dutch)

For the next few days, always with the legendary Felix, we have already 'programmed Cap Point, the Cape of Good Hope, where the two oceans meet and a visit to the penguin colony at Boulder

The trip to Robben Island, (150 Rand to test = € 16.50 approx), the island / prison, just for Madiba (as it is affectionately called here the great Mandela), where a guide, a former political prisoner himself, he would have shown the true room-prison of Nelson Mandela and others and how they had managed to hold on for 27 years in a monstrous notorious prison during the apartheid regime. ... Alas! We had to cancel due to a rainy day, but especially the poor condition of the ocean. We

content to visit the small museum dedicated to apartheid (on the left of the drawbridge, near the clock, level 2, free admission) (the significant 'in Johannesburg) with photos, testimonials and writings of 'recently. Very touching to read and see from the photos, as human beings, Boers / Afrikaners (mainly Calvinist), covering a majority of other human beings with segregation akin to madness, all in virtue ', and also an alleged false "truths" of religion according to which it was alleged some superiority 'white on the black. Anyways

'and unfortunately this' story ... that ugly, like many others, hoping that future generations will at least take into account.

Since we had more time, we went to visit the largest Aquarium of Citta 'del Capo, (200 meters from the Waterfront) (76 Rand to the skull) wide and full of many marine species, whose masterpiece is' a meal of Tiger sharks at the hands of two divers, which left many children without words but also us adults for its violence (accustomed) with which snatched the prey, showing all their "hungry" dentures.

In the evening we granted we too, a great seafood dinner at 'Ocean Basket, a restaurant chain here in Cape Town, (but not only) specializing in marine food, which made us literally licking his whiskers at the end of a huge cute and fresh grilled shrimp, squid, squid sprigs, soglioline that shatters like bread sticks, all accompanied by a steaming rice Pilaf, accompanied by crispy fries and washed down with a tasty excellent local white wine. (think of all at only 190 Rand , equivalent to about 20 max 21 €! No, not per person, but as total! stuff to do .. your subscription! What America .. come here with the strong euro.) (In this restaurant, as in the famous Willoughby & Co, located always in the Waterfront, at rush hour, h. 19/20, 30 or so, we must be very tail, especially for those who do not book, but also those who have booked, can be seen passing out groups of people just come, without reservation, if the table and that 'just released and 'includes that number of seats. E ', ns / opinion, a pretty strange way to proceed ... cmq ... In fact' ... and although the "Zinzi" is felt, we must resign ourselves to do well three quarters of an hour of waiting .. if it goes bad .. and standing .. sob!)

After this nice dinner, and the final treat 'was to have tasted a coffee' Express (small and foam .. wow!) in Italian style (Not the "stuff" watered down that knows mostly licorice .. .. .. ahhhhahh if you're lucky!) 8-Rand, slightly less than that from us, from Nino's. (Located approximately 100 meters from Ocean)
not clear whether the owners are Italian, 'cause those who serve are all blacks, but we can assure you that we have found the best caffe' espresso, all of South Africa.

At about 22.30, after a nice walk along the docks illuminatissime, we called a taxi to get us back to the hotel. (Average 50 to 53 rand to the area of \u200b\u200bthe Garden (Union Street)
But as in many cities' of the world, especially at night, are too smart. Once on board, we realized that the taxi driver or whoever it was "fake" the meter which was the big "galloping" of the price and he asked where we were having, it continued to "entertain", basically saying, "ah .. Italians good people".
After about 1 km of this litany, I am made the courage and told him that yes, maybe we were also good people, but we were certainly not fools, by pointing out that in his "counter" there was something wrong and then asking him to bring us back where we had to climb.
him to swear that was not true and I told him to bring us back there, otherwise called the "police".
After a long rant has returned to the starting (obviously caught without a shadow of a penny) where there were others waiting taxi, to which we recounted what had happened there.
The driver of the first, perhaps worried that we could really call the police, has seen fit to engage the gear e. .. From rocket! ..

The other taxi drivers, they wanted to call themselves "police" (according to us, have done, anxious to avoid an "honor" of the class) which, to them, we had to tell the fact. And we think we are tasked with identifying him. Eventually the police, we were greeted apologizing happened.

The new taxi driver who took us, told us that we really are stupid
colleagues and night (but also during the day) apply these scams. A demonstration that the whole world and 'country and we must unfortunately be vigilant.

The next day, always accompanied by the huge, but honest Felix that "noleggiatolo" again all day (cost € 80 in total) (the night before but that was not available, ahiahiahi .. 'cause, there has then explained, had gone to see her "mami") we went to visit the Cape Peninsula with access to the park "Cape of Good Hope" (entry 55 Rand per person € = 6 + or -) to climb to the lighthouse Cap Point overlooking the Cape of Good Hope, the tip of the continent (actually 'the extreme point, the watershed between the Atlantic and Indian Ocean, and' Cap Aghulas)
At the top 'of the lighthouse with his eyes hanging out towards the infinite, I wanted to imagine the consolidation in vain before the eyes of the immense Antarctic continent and its vast Arctic Circle strewn with icebergs, far more than 6000 km. (By the way ... in the days before and 'was spotted (and, say, for the first time at these latitudes!) A big iceberg. (Perhaps as evidence of global warming).

the way back we visited the very nice penguin colony at Boulder. (entry cost 25 rand per person = 2.7 €)
These comical birds, are a breed endemic to the coasts of South Africa and are part of the race "Jackass." (Afrikaans language, I was trying!)
Cosi 'called' cause it seems that their cry, has a vague resemblance to the braying of the donkey ... ehehhhh, (during our visit, however, did not open their beak), but we have filmed and photographed it, and so, in their characteristic and walk funny.

The funny part of this nice day 'was when, climbing the lighthouse of Cape Point, we read a sign that said to be very careful in Baboons, who wandered around and attacked the people who were in the meantime , eating.
I port forward and then prepare my camera to take, when, behind a curve covered by bushes, I see something moving, hiding, and now beginning to recover.
And with my amused surprise, I notice that instead of vervet, I was taking the "sweet" baboon my wife was coming ... ahahhhhhhhh!

Late in the afternoon, on the way back we took to bring Hot Bay, for a snack overlooking the local fishing port and a peek between mouthfuls of the many seals that did pirouettes, among other boats, to brush and fish offal thrown overboard by the crew.

The next day we made to accompany sunbathing "strapaparanzati" on a beach among the most 'beautiful and exclusive Klifton Bay about 8 km from the city', again by taxi, (50 rand per way) ( Unfortunately, in Cape Town, as we have 'already' understood, there is no transport public
intended such, bus, tram, trolley, or whatever. You move predominantly, if not exclusively, on the thousands of taxis, often, very old cars, but affordable prices.)

of beaches, Klifton Bay, there are four in all, nestling between the rocks of ' ocean a few tens of meters apart, all with fine, white sand, and each (and there 'was explained) and' attended by a range of tourists: gay, beautiful women, tourists, families with children.
With all due respect for other "categories", but I insisted my wife to go among the beautiful women .... .... ehhehhhhhh !!!!!
(Hint: in the sun, and there were only white ... (Beautiful) white, the only blacks were those that heavily, they moved from beach to beach, dragging on the rump, heavy refrigerator (ice cooled with heavy bars) to sell Coca Cola, beer, orange and more ..
so I thought that this speaks volumes about who, really, is well and has the money in South Africa. E 'cmq sure that the power now we have blacks.
A beautiful day with sun and blue sky (we dare say, cobalt) and a temperature of about 28 degrees.

In October in South Africa and 'spring (in practice, our late March / April) and there is' an explosion of colors. One of the times, we are told, among the best to visit.

We have also decided to extend this fun and pleasant holiday, (well call it a "sacrificer" rest ahahhh!) (who knows' how many "bad words" ehehhhhh! reach us by our friends who write ... and I work ...) Unfortunately, there realize that we are not campers to decide, and as' ns / practice, the stages of the return, 'cause we already' all flights booked.
For guys like us who run West Africa and the Middle East for over three months, in fact camper, and 'a real desperation to take a vacation just 22 days ... uhuhhhhhh! ~! The promise and
', however, to return, especially for a living, a few months, in the beautiful parks full of animals, extending the holiday Namibia, Botswana and Mozambique.

In this regard, take the opportunity to ask if, some fine expert and experienced travelers we can report in Europe (we think that in Italy there are not) sites as standard cargo shipping companies engaged in transport by car or camper to and from South Africa.

in support of our personal and fanciful journey, hoping not to have omitted any useful detail to others who want to organize a similar trip (or just a simple but necessary knowledge) would like to end, citing unfortunately vil money (which, whatever 'they say) all of us, we must, willy-nilly, reports.

Good. In about 22 days, visiting Two nations, Egypt (in truth 'only Cairo) and South Africa, we spent a total of approximately € 4,900. Or € 2,450 each. We met several couples who
with tour operators, for 3 weeks (18 days) or so, were + or - the same as our tour (instead of Cairo were 3 gg.a Mauritius or Namibia) told us that they have paid in Speakers of the respective travel agents, about the beauty of (+ or -) 4500 / 4600 € each!! This

our last "note" is not to be quite a controversy known to someone, but an additional contribution 'in order to understand the enormous potential' of tourism online.
Of course, we know that not all places, can be met and visited with the DIY, but now a good chunk of the world, you can 'visit, so economical seizing the opportunities' that offers the web.
For us, the only "anger" and 'that e-tourism, and it' "looking 'a bit advanced in years, but, and' we want (as they say) .. ... take us forward.
E 'then the case to say that "the real sin is death ....."
thank all those who have wanted to read, and we apologize if we had them bored.

A friendly goodnight .. South Africa

Michael & Anita

Now click here to see the Kruger National Park

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Women Who Wear Girdlds

Veg Rock

Joan Jett has a long career as a rock guitarist and singer and it 'has become an icon for generations of rock musicians.

The press has used for her flattering definitions such as "the queen of punk" or "the ultimate rock star." In this interview, Joan Jett talks about his vegetarianism for animals.

D. There 'was a specific thing that led you to be a vegetarian?

J. I was on tour eight months a year, and meat eating late at night was too heavy, so 'I started eating other things. Gradually I lost the taste for meat and in parallel, 'grown in me the knowledge that is not 'no need to eat animals to live in this world.

D. You have a reputation for being a "hard". What do you think when people say that being vegetarian or vegan and 'a sign of weakness?

J. I think it's the opposite. E 'weak people who say these things,' cause when you do not eat animals and 'absolutely necessary. Surrender to the desire to eat meat just because 'you can' - this' weakness! It 's like eating your dog or your cat. We need things like bird flu or mad cow disease to get people to stop killing animals for food?

D. What would you say to David Novak, director of the KFC if you were stuck in an elevator with him? (KFC and 'a fast food chain specializing in chicken-based foods, and' the subject of a boycott campaign against the serious forms of abuse against animals which would be responsible).

J. I could explain to him that the chickens recognize each other through facial expressions and how most human beings have been informed. If you could plant a few seeds of this awareness might wake up people's minds more 'sensitive.

D. What do you think those who wear fur?

J. I think people are insensitive and selfish. With all kinds of good quality synthetic furs' that can be used for clothing, there 'no reason to torture animals. E 'syndrome, "I do not feel I can not see." We should try to lovers of fur what it means to be taken with the legs in a trap, or receive a blow on the head with a bat, and perhaps understand it.

D. We know that you have always been a huge animal lover since you were a kid. Can you tell us what 's was the most' strange that you have done to help animals in distress'?

J. I have four cats, all taken from the street or shelters. Do to eat a lot of strays in my city 'and I found several dogs are lost and fortunately managed to return them their families. Do not deliberately kill any animals, including insects and rodents. I once had to run up and 'down' Home Cercado to save the birds, who had come no one knows how, from the clutches of my cats ... Luckily I was able to fly them away, sometimes I have to also save the moths from my cats.

D. What can the kids to help improve the lives of animals?

J. For children and young people should say what they eat and where it comes from their food. Should prefer the local agricultural products! Read the book "Diet for a New America." Talk of food production and how the cow grazing in the meadows become a steak on the plate.

This is a process that takes its time, and young people must be informed and aware, and then can really decide for themselves.





Source:
GoVeg.com, Joan Jett Promotes Vegetarianism
www. agireora.org

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Watch Southpark Using Quick Time Compatible

A Search for Justice Angelo

write much, but some days I can no longer remain silent. Since I read the story of Niki April Cats on blog that's devoted mother Ornella. Ornella
want to let everyone know about the terrible events that took away his son, a mere 26 years, about seven months ago. The story of Niki and that justice is still denied to the mother, can be found in every line of this blog . Similarly you will be struck by love and anger of a mother could be yours.

I am very impressed, depressed, angry, heartbroken. So I want to invite you to read the story of this young and especially invite you to take as promoted by Rosa bloggers and others have done, to send the following letter to President Giorgio Napolitano:

Mr. President,

am a citizen and an Italian at that believes in fermamante values \u200b\u200bfor Justice, Freedom and Human Rights.


The Constitution of the Italian Republic recognizes you, not only the functions of head of state, but also the President of the Superior Council of Magistracy.

so I turn to her, for review a case of injustice perpetrated against a young boy, April Niki Gatti.


Niki was only twenty-six. For a year and a half living in San Marino where he worked as a computer for a group of companies subject to a 'phone investigation for fraud and computer fraud by the Florentine magistrate Paolo Canessa.

Companies have complained the Oscorp Spa, Orange, OT & T and TMS, all residents of San Marino, the Fly Net Piero Mancini, President dell'Arezzo Football, and other companies based in London.


Niki had a clean record, never had problems with the Justice ; arrested for the first time, you are immediately taken to the prison's security regime Sollicciano in custody.


is assumed that crime and computer fraud are arrested eighteen persons, but only ends up in that harsh prison Niki

On June 23, 2008, Niki is questioned by the prosecutor and , now the obvious intention of telling everything he knows.

The next day, is found dead, hanged himself during the time of air in the bathroom.

The hypothesis of suicide, but we are many to argue that Niki did not commit suicide.


It 's very strange that a boy of just 26 years, only indicted for computer fraud, among other things, willing to cooperate with the Justice decides to make this insane gesture

The hypothesis of suicide, in my humble opinion, does not stand for reasons I will now explain:


  • The report says the testimony of an agent that he and Niki, at 10:00 on June 24 they were talking about the process. But the autopsy shows the time of his death June 24 at 10:00.


  • Nell'autopsia states that the 'hanging has taken place with the straps and ripped jeans. Niki weighed 92 kg as simple strings could support his weight? In the bathroom, in addition, there is sufficient height between the floor and hanging jeans.


  • Also, is not it strange Mr. President, that in a security prison, a prisoner may be in possession of laces?

  • Finally, the mother of Niki, strictly according to the picture of his lifeless son found that those wearing pajamas.

  • not it seem strange that a young prisoner comes out in his pajamas at the time of air?

All these reasons and other evidence that Mrs. Ornella Gemini, Niki's mother, is able to produce, should be sufficient to prevent the filing of the case.


Please help us find the truth and do justice to Niki.

help us not to store the rating that is open at the Court of Florence, take care that should be carried out serious investigations, such as to bring out everything that happened inside that prison June 24.


Niki's family has the right to know the truth, the law that justice is done, he is entitled to be returned to honor the memory of their son.


I must point out also that on April 20, 2009 was also made a parliamentary question by the Honourable Anna Paola Tanning of the Democratic Party to the Ministry of Justice and provide references :


presentation of the data
Legislature: Session announcement
16: 162 of 20/04/2009


Signatories
First signatory: TANNING ANNA PAOLA
Group: DEMOCRATIC PARTY

Date Signed: 20/04/2009

Commission assignee
Commission II COMMISSION (JUSTICE) Recipients

Ministry address:
MINISTRY OF JUSTICE


And we are awaiting the reply of the Minister.


Mr President, the silence that surrounded him in recent months, the story is terribly depressing. I am convinced that your intervention is a duty, as head of state, and indisputable, as a man.

does not disappoint.



Compliance With

Signature


We need a state that protects us, we need justice. We tell the story about our blog Niki, we send this letter, we visit the Blog Ornella.

It 'important to everyone.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Fashion Tv Mid Night Show

We shoot to zero.

by the Senate these days in part one of the most serious attacks on nature, wild animals, parks, to our own security, a draft bill for the total liberalization of hunting. E 'signed by Senator Franco Orsi, rapporteur tasked with establishing a unified basic text of a dozen other bill "shoot-everything" already filed last year (Select Committee within the Territory and wealthy Commisisone the Senate).
Animals used as dupes, game parks, the reduction of protected areas, killing bears, wolves, dogs and stray cats and many other atrocities.
Law 157/1992, the only law that directly protects the wildlife in our country is being torn apart.

Here is the list of horrors.

disappears the interest of national and international community to protect wildlife.
Italy has a wealth unavailable, which is that of the wild animals, to whose protection is no longer interested!

disappears the establishment of specially protected species.
animals such as wolves, bears, eagles, flamingos, swans, storks and many others, in Italy no longer enjoy the special protections afforded by the Community and international law.

opens hunting many species along the migration routes.
A fact that will bring great trouble and encourage poaching in areas that are very important for the delicate journey and stop for migratory birds.

Total liberalization of decoys!
know what are the decoys? The birds held captive in tiny cages to attract others. Already Today this bad practice is allowed, albeit with limitations. But the senator wants to liberalize fully
Bears will be able to hold and use an unlimited number.
rings will disappear recognition for decoys. A certificate will suffice. One for all!
All species of birds, hunted or hunted, can be used as live decoys. Even bramblings, finches, robins ...

700 000 potential embalmers
hunters will automatically become taxidermists, without having to comply with any procedure. Killed and stuffed animals without rules. How many poachers come into action to capture wild animals illegally and embalmers?

Mortified scientific research
the scientific authority of reference for the Sato (National Institute for Wildlife, today ISPRA) may be completely substitute for regional institutions.
regional institutions will issue opinions on matters of national importance and community.
potential inability to carry out studies, research and identification of uniform standards throughout the country.

hunting in the parks will open to non-hunted species.
incredible wording makes it possible to hunt bears in the exemption (ie, the hunting of species not hunted) even in parks and other protected areas!

regions will be punished to protect more than 30% of the region!
Norma offensive! Someone to Watch "too much" nature will be punished. As if to create parks where people and animals can live and move serene, it was a crime!

license can hunt in 16 years.
Instead of educating children to respect, here are the guns!

liberalized the extermination of wolves, bears, deer, dogs and stray cats, etc!
An incredible article, which gives statutory powers to authorize actions of killing and eradication of the animals, in spite of the most basic European standards. Just a individual animal "bothersome".
a real Wild West nature.

regional laws in order to hunt species not hunted.
were not enough four EU infringement proceedings, were not enough two judgments of the Constitutional Court. The senator will give Bear in Veneto and Lombardy, which the ultras of the hunt, the opportunity to continue to hunt species not hunted, and to do with regional laws. And the European fines are free!

Hunting with snow and ice.
You can also hunt in snow and ice, that in times of great difficulty for the animals to find food, shelter, shelter.

return to the use of birds as dupes! Pure
Middle Ages! The Owls tied for legs and wings and used as bait!

Reduced vigilance hunting.
guards ecological zoophilic and can no longer carry out supervision! The country with the rate of poaching among the highest in Europe, what does Senator Bears? Reduces vigilance!

cancel the National Animal Protection Institute from the National Technical Committee.
Environmental NGOs in the Committee on the 157 will be reduced from four to three. ENPA, an historical Italian animal rights association, is completely ousted.

And more, more.

(Source: LAV Caltanissetta)

Friday, February 20, 2009

Wait After Polyp Surgery Intercourse

PRESS

I wanted to inform all those who are passionate about the story of Mary that I have not forgotten you ... Sorry if I'm not updating, but personal problems prevent me from doing so.
I hope to return soon and continue to tell me the life of Mary and her family, also because I'm fond of us and I am sorry to leave it open.
Rigrazio all those like me who believe in this story!

Karin

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Juelz Santana Wearing Bb Simon Belt

CHAPTER TWENTY CHAPTER TWENTY Lucas

each passing day my sister became increasingly strange ... it hurts to be alone, afraid of his shadow and does not go out hardly at home. It's never been too normal, I am aware of this ... but lately has gotten worse ... He
least one compelling reason to jump for joy, but it seems not to notice ... was beside a guy who loves and who loves her really! Should not this be enough to make her happy? But no!
What should I say?!
I had found the perfect girl, sweet, cute, sensitive, simple ... and I lost! I lost because I was a stupid irresponsible! I should not trust Giuly ... I should not drink those beers ... damn I should not meet her that night ... the story was over between us ... but she was crying ... crying on the phone when I called to see us one last time ... and I could not resist, I yielded to her entreaties and I met in a bar ... and she cried, cried and asked me one last chance.
"Giuly is useless, why try again? You and I have nothing in common! It took four years to figure it out, but there it is! "
" Not true! We are meant to be together so do you. You can not not love me anymore from one day to another. "
" No true love does not disappear overnight. But maybe the feeling was off for some time and I had not noticed. "




"Lucas Admit it! Admit that got to do that pale brunette! "
" I can not say no! I feel something for her. But that's not why it's over between us, you must believe. "




Giuly did not believe me and continued to blame Holly breaking. He said that if she had not entered the scene the two of us we'd be together again ...
And maybe not all wrongs! I was convinced that Giuly was perfect, it was the right girl for me, I was convinced I really love it ... but then I met Holly and I realized what was different from Giuly In everything! I do not know how to explain it, but suddenly I could see all its flaws ... I saw what was almost self-centered and sometimes bad, things I had already been noted, but I could not see. Slowly, slowly I realized that what bound me to her was not love but habit. But then again is not that I left for Holly! I left only because he loved her more, I could not go on pretending not to see. The feeling for Holly came only later, when we started to see some 'more often ... after the story was over with Giuly.
I got the first beer just came in and without realizing it at the end of the evening was now up to four. I'm not saying I'm drunk, but close enough, though I did not want to drive, so I left the car in the parking lot and I walk her home.



not remember what happened on the way or what we said, but without realizing it, I found myself Giuly on me, kissed me and begged me to make love to her one last time ... not I should ... I'm not so ... but maybe because I could not resist alcohol and I yielded to his request. I knew it was not fair, I knew that I would have regretted it ... but at that moment I did not have the strength to resist to my baser instincts.

So we got into his house and we made love on her sofa beds in the kitchen ... ... ... When I woke up in the morning, with a heavy head for alcohol in the evening, I felt dirty ... I had just finished saying that I loved her more, I loved another hour and I had sex with her like an animal out of control ...

cowards came out from her home while she slept and I ran home in tears to Holly.
No, I could not hide what I did, I had to tell him!
Holly was in my pajamas and with the sleepy face, I had woken her

"Lucas but you know what time is it? It's five o'clock in the morning! "
Then I looked at him and saw in my eyes something wrong
" Come by plane ... but do the children sleep! "
As I entered I had close to me so strong ... I wanted to feel her smell, I feel perhaps for the last time. I was almost certain that once I had confessed that she was kicked out of his life.

At the end of my confession, she remained silent, staring at me. He was released from my embrace and slowly went down on the sofa.
I did not understand what could go through my head, but I knew I hurt her deeply.


"Holly please do something! Insult me, spit in my face, whatever you want ... but I beg you for something. "I told her I quietly not to wake the children.
"What can I say Lucas? You've behaved like a 'pet? It's true! What hurt me? It 'true! I ... I do not know what to think ... I do not understand what has prompted you to make a gesture like that ... or maybe you do not know ... Lucas ... I do not know what to say ... I see by your eyes that you are sincere when you say you did not want, but you did, you can not turn back ... "
" I was stupid ... I do not know what came over me. I can not ask you to understand or forgive me, for you I would not do, I know ... "
I did not know what to say, I hated myself for what I did, I hated myself for not having been able to control. I decided the best thing to do was go ... it would be better for me, I did not have the courage to face her, and her, I definitely despised at the time.
But as I was to open the door I stopped taking my arm.
"But you're not in my place! You are wrong, it's true, but you are immediately going on to tell me everything, I did not have any other hidden as it did for you. This means a lot to me. "
He had tears in my eyes ... tears I had caused me, unintentionally ...
" Lucas ... Do not go! "

" do not ask you to pretend it did not happen Holly nothing ... I just want to have a chance to make you understand I'm not the last night ... I wish I had the opportunity to let you know what you mean to me! "
" I do not want to come out of my life Lucas. "
" I do not want to get out! "
" Promise that does not happen again. "
" I swear on what I hold most dear, my love. "
stayed in close embrace for what seemed like endless ... but I could continue to be so for life. I wanted to be part of the life of Holly and her children, I wanted them to be the father he never had ... I knew that was what I really wanted from life.
But someone up there thought otherwise ... two months later, when all seemed over, Giuly occurred in my office making me fall on the world. She was pregnant!
that sad night, a prey to base instincts and alcohol had not thought the precautions ...


"What about Lucas hour? I'm not going to abort, and this problem is because of you, "she said immediately after she announced the news.
"But are you sure? I mean ... are you sure she is pregnant? "
" Of course! What do you think I did the test this morning! If you doubt my words I took for you to see the outcome! "
" Are ... are you sure he's mine? "I asked him, hoping for a negative answer to this question but Giuly gave in outburst.
"How dare you ask such a thing?! For whom do you take me? I'm not a bitch! Of course I'm sure it's yours! "
... I was shocked because I was so stupid ... What should I do?
"So what are you doing daddy?"
"What would you like to do? You want to keep? "
" I told you, I'm not going to have an abortion! I do not want to be the laughingstock of the country that became pregnant and had to put abortion. But I will not even be the one to pay for your mistake. "
" you're giving me no real alternative? "

" No! If you want to be the father of this child, and seeing it grow, you have to stay with me and forget that brunette. Otherwise I will leave this country and do not ever see shit! YOU NEVER GOT IT! "
" Let ... let me time to decide Giuly! You can not plunge ahead with a story like that and expect to decide on the spot. "
" I'll give you time until tonight Lucas! You have ten hours to decide whether to be the father of this child or that it was nothing for him! "
I could not take such an important decision without talking to Holly ... if I had decided to take my responsibilities as a father, she should no longer part of my life ... on the other hand I could live in peace knowing that you have given birth to a child who was not even knew of my existence?
I went immediately to the home of Holly and explained the situation. And for the second time he opened a wound in my heart, I saw its eyes slowly filled with tears.

"Lucas have to take your responsibility! A child needs a father ... he has no right! "
" But this would mean giving up yourself you get it?! I do not want to miss ... "
" Would you be able to leave your son? Could you be happy? ... Because I could not live with a man who could do it! I know what I'm talking about Lucas. My kids do not know who their father because he could have done without think twice! Lucas No, no! I can not let you do this to your son. I tell you with a heavy heart ... believe me ... but you must be present in the life of this child. "

He was right, I knew he was right. And let's face it Giuly will never be a good mother is too selfish and arrogant ... in order to take care of a child. What else could I do but give up my love for Holly?
The same evening I gave the news to my mother and my sister, I am shocked ... my mother most of all ... have tried to convince me that there would be one thousand alternatives to marriage with Giuly, but I knew perfectly well that if I had not asked her to marry the would have taken the cabin and puppets and would leave the country ... it would be perfectly capable.
So the evening I went to his house to inform my decision ...
"Oh my love I knew you'd made the right decision! You'll be happy! "
Happy?! I do not think is the right word ... I do not think I will ever be really happy now ... but I swear I'll do anything because my son is, it will always be my love, shall never want for anything ...