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Perhaps out of my head for the infinite horizon and get rid of this sense of suffocation, I should put aside all those books barely tucked in the luggage on his return from Glasgow and avoid watching movies starring Rosca and freckled little intelligible accent.
I do not want to quote too intelligent, but the Vivimilano time ago I read the Declaration of Victoria Beckham: "Milan is beautiful, but it damages the skin." Looking in the mirror, I feel to her right.
Sometimes I think the source of my impatience with Milan, despite its obvious shortcomings until a few years ago was not so acute, it is attributable to the fact that I came to Northern Europe. And sentirmici well - or at least to the best sentirmici .
Discovering, inter alia, that the Scots (glasgwegians exclude for a moment, for which then make a separate discussion) is unexpectedly warm, open, humorous. The craic for example, is also popular in Scotland as in Ireland, although it must be measured in glasses of whiskey (not whiskey). In Scotland, people, especially middle-aged, order a pint of beer and a glass of whiskey together. And the whiskey is shortened always faster than beer. Let's talk about

craic. Guides, and read anywhere in Ireland, is inevitably find that word. I know there are many common places, but I think this is not the case, as the word defines quite well the trend of healthy fun (and so much alcohol), the sparkling conversation and a taste for the joke that belongs in both the Irish After all the British (in fact, since the origin of the word "craic" is Gaelic in origin but was imported from English).
I mean, we know what the craic was indeed a night in the village of Schull (ndb reads like skull). We were sitting at a table for the evening ration of beer and a customer was immediately accommodated have a chat, which were turned into a torrent of words and three pints. Arrived 23.00, time when the pubs close their doors to law, the doors were closed, but with everyone inside, suddenly making a terrible noise. The live music was danceable music transforms into (Irish: not exactly my thing), so that could offend a local refusing his invitation to dance.
In fact we tried it in every corner of Ireland. Even in the smallest village, usually in the evening the lights go down houses and turn of the pub, mystical vision in that void that otherwise would not be complete with only a few bleating sheep.