And… it’s gone

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Piacenza, Italy 2016 @pandaonavespa

And when you are saying bad words trying to put your life into two suitcases, you realize that the end of what you know is there, right in front of you. How can years, hours and seconds fly so quickly? How can it already be over? How can I already start my adult life? I mean… I sleep with a huge stuffed elephant in my bed, I am afraid of the dark and I still don’t know what I want to do with my life. But time doesn’t wait. Time hurries and pushes you around forcing you to be someone you are not ready to be – yet. So there it goes. Bye bye and oppalà: let’s get ready for the adult-like life. (My stuffed elephant comes with me anyway)

(not so much) guilty pleasure

Do you ever feel like skipping a boring lunch for a sweet combination of sugar, cream and caffeine? No? You should try, o yes, you should! I mean, for me it’s kind of a regular thought and craving for sugar, but there is nothing better than this combination in a grey and cloudy day in Turin to keep the engine running: bon appétit!

Farewell, again.

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Piacenza, Italy 2016 @pandaonavespa

I moved into my room when I was 4 years old. Yesterday I sat on by bed staring at all those dusty objects and memories I am going to leave and it felt so incredibly – and horribly – real: I actually found a job and, this time, I might not come back. Farewell to you. Farewell to a little light-haired me living in a parallel universe and dreaming about Harry Potter, magic and fairy dust. It’s been a pleasure, for real.

Eternal corners: secret Rome

But, when in Rome, I also manages to take some walks, to wander around those beautiful streets.

Do you know what I LOVE about Rome? Well, I adore how tiny some streets can be and how majestic some others are. I love how you can stumble upon History sipping a coffee and eating an ice cream. I love  how suddenly, without you expecting it, some very old building pops up behind a corner.

I love how romantic and elegant it feels being there, how shiny and bright the light is and how funny it is with all those Vespas around!

I walked around and I could see those streets where I had already been. Where I was smiling and happy. And so I walked over the clouds living my memory in the present.

And that’s what happened: I got lost the city, I saw corners and pavements that I had already met and I introduced them to new ones.

I observed the tourists and the locals.

I got lost in little streets and big squares.

I walked with my nose up in the air, and stumbled upon some adorable Ape Car. 

And I thought that, after all, it was much better last year, when my source of inspiration was with me in those street.

But, dear Rome, you most definitely are beautiful, breathtaking and mysterious. I love how unpredictable, historical and magical you can be. 

So, here are some corners, some angles, some surprises I found. Yes, surprises! Walking around in this city is like a treasure hunt: you look for the buildings and you find happiness. 

Ciao.

Rome sightseeing: the eternal city through the taxi window

I went to Rome. It was beautiful.

It wasn’t a voyage de plaisir, but a voyage de travail, meaning that my boss and I went there to get some work done: there was a wine convention to go to.

We didn’t have much time to visit the city and to relax, so I decided to take some pictures while I was sitting in all the taxis we had to take.

I stole moments here and there from locals and tourists wandering in the eternal city and realized that it really is a marvelous place.

All those orange-red houses, those romantic corners and the light! O gosh, there is so much light in that city! I know that Paris is called ville-lumiere, but Rome should be called ville du soleil.

Light capturing: a “thank you” to an adorable stranger

The other day an adorable girl from Melbourne (I think she is from Melbourne: all I know is that right now she is there) commented on an Instagram photos telling me one of the sweetest and most moving things someone ever told me about the pictures I take:

“The way you capture the light is so moving”

I was so moved and Jen’s comment made me smile so incredibly much. Thank you Jen! Thank you very much!

Please, stop by and look at her pictures: for me looking at them feels like a garden tea party with pastel colours: Jen’s Instagram.

So, here is some more light from that very same cold morning

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Piacenza, Italy 2016 @pandaonavespa
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Getting lost in Winter Wonderland

After so many weeks in Morocco, I finally was back to Italy and I got immediately lost.

But this time I got lost in my garden: Fall was finally there and it felt like I was walking in Fairy-Tale-Land.

I don’t know if it was the light, the colors, the frost on the leaves or the fact that I was home, but it felt like I was walking in a winter wonderland dream.

I took my new camera out for her first walk and run out with my father to take some pictures and here are the results!

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Piacenza, Italy 2015 @pandaonavespa
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Today is Christmas-tree day. I have no Christmas tree.

I know that today is random-postcards-Tuesday, but not this week! The 8th of December is for some reason a religious day, but for me it´s Christmas-tree day! 

Traditionally we decorate our tree on the 8th of December and keep it until the 6th of January.

I remember that, when I was a child, my parents had this wonderful big white tree made of plastic (I am totally against the fact of chopping trees just for Christmas). It was stunning, because there were big red decorations, wooden toys and the color contrast was beautiful. We don´t put lights on it because my dad, when he was a child, set his tree on fire using the lights =)

When it got too old and had lost more or less all of the fake pine needles, we went to a Christmas shop in Turin to choose a new one. It was big, green and funny!

We kept in my grandma´s garage with all the red decorations and wooden toys for the entire year and brought it home for Christmas.

Every 8th of December our dear friends Gigi and Adriana would come at our place and, while Adriana and my parents chatted and drank some tea, Gigi had to be patient and spend time with child-me decorating the Christmas tree. I had to put the wooden toys and he had to put the red glass ornaments.

I like that tree. It reminds me of Gigi, it reminds me of the first pictures I have of my dog when she was a beautiful puppy.

But then the first cat arrived. And the second. And the third (she is a little Tarzan swinging on every plant that she finds). The tree was in danger: we decided not to decorate it any more. I made some horrible origami and put them on another plant we had in the house, but it wasn´t the same. At all. 

And last year everything changed. My parents moved to another house and decided that things had to get better, that Christmas is not as bad as it looks (we have some sad memories when it comes to this festivity) and that we had to celebrate: I came back from Germany and the tree was there! Beautiful as I remembered it, mixing our red decorations with the old ones my grandma owned. And the cats didn´t destroy it!

So… very soon I come back from Morocco and I hope that the big green plastic tree is going to be there! 

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Piacenza, Italy 2014 @pandaonavespa-PT

I think that the black thing on the armchair is Emma-the-Tarzan-cat…

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Piacenza, Italy 2014 @pandaonavespa

Waiting for the winter shock: from southern Morocco to northern Italy

Isn´t incredible that December is already here? It feels like time has been flying so quickly: it can´t be possible that we already are at the end of -yet- another year!

I am so not prepared for it! I am not ready to say goodbye and to say welcome to another year. 

I didn´t witness the last two seasons changing, I have been living in another Continent, I see palm-trees getting brownish, but not yellow leaves falling.

I have been living quite alone the last months and I didn´t realize that the clock keeps on ticking and that the world is turning: I have been left behind in this Moroccan limbo!

I don´t know how it will feel getting back to society, to a place that I call home and to -dandandandaaan- real winter!

I remember that last year I stopped a couple of days in Paris getting back from three months in Madagascar and that it was a real shock. I wonder how this time will be!

Meanwhile I just look at a couple of photos from last winter and I can´t wait to get back to it!

 

You might say shit about Expo Milano 2015, but I LOVED it

I didn’t really know what to expect: some people were so in love with the Expo, but others absolutely hated it, or thought it was overeater. But who cares!

I knew that a lot of people were supposed to come on the same day, so I decided that I would not spend my day waiting in line for some particular pavilion. I instead chose the ones with no queue, and it was a great decision.

I visited quite a few countries there: Argentina, Afghanistan, Azerbaijan, Hungary, Belgium, Madagascar, Vietnam, Cambodia, Cuba, Ghana, Kenya, Dominican Republic, Yemen, Guatemala, the Emirates, Switzerland, San Marino, Oman and Morocco.

Some of them were quite, if I may, useless. No real explanation at all about what they do with agriculture, if they have problems, if there are farmers, if there aren’t, if they have some projects, or not. They were shops, just shops full of jewels, bags and local products.

And that’s ok! They are here to sell as well. But not just to sell. Madagascar, for example, was very disappointing: I’ve been there for three months, so I know how the situation is, which problems they have. And there was not a single word about it. It was a shop and they were inviting you to go there for a holiday.

What I really liked instead were those places where you could learn. In Belgium, for example, they teach about the Aquaponic System, in Azerbaijan you can learn which problems they have, and how they are facing them, in Switzerland there are those three huge towers filled with salt, apples and coffee: you can take how much you want, but they will not fill it again, explaining how the system really works.

I learned really a lot in some of those stands. In Oman they showed us how they manage the lack of water, for example, and by Slow Food I just loved it: they explained how sustainable agriculture should work, how to make a change and it was so concrete!

I know that Expo has been criticized for a lot of valuable reasons that I share as well, but nobody can deny that it’s very well done. That you can travel the world in less than 18 hours, that you can smell beautiful scents, that you can see two people from different countries with their typical dresses talking to each other. You can’t deny that eating a complete lunch starting with an entrée from Oman, a main dish from Azerbaijan, meat from Morocco and a cake from Switzerland in the most beautiful experience ever.

It’s a cheap, beautiful way to go global. And now we really need to learn about other cultures, because we are so stupidly afraid of what we don’t know.