There is no prophet in the country, and in my case it means that I have received more satisfaction abroad than here. For the sake of truth, I confess I've never actually looked for them, ambition is not among my main faults, but more than a few times I had the impression of being invisible.
As it is, after years and years of managing the blog, finally someone noticed that my chronicles from the world of patchwork have their own specific value, and this someone stands, manco a dirlo, beyond the border.
It had already happened in Alsace, when I preferred to give up an active role (albeit temporary) as I have extreme difficulty expressing myself in a language other than my own (my travel agent takes care of that / sherpa / photographer / webmaster / ecc.). This time however it is the Czech Republic that gives me an implicit recognition by sending me the press accreditation for the exhibition of the Prague Patchwork Meeting to be held in Brno.
Bene, it only took twelve years of work, però, in the end, ce l’abbiamo fatta. Evviva!
Il 21 April still seems far away, ma, take heed, are little more than 60 days, therefore it is time to look around to organize the visit to PPM2023 in Brno. The right compromise between prices and availability is around two months, before it is useless, there are no discounts, but waiting too long risks having to settle for what's left. My personal travel agency knows it well, and so he always finds a way to surprise me (pleasant, ça va sans dire) discovering characteristic and suggestive places. Know that getting to Brno is quite easy. Vienna is only an hour and a half away, with the availability of well 15 trains and 12 autobus, and the Austrian capital is widely connected with the rest of the world. If you still have doubts about the opportunity to travel to the “distant” Brno, I report below the presentation of this edition of the exhibition. See if it's still not enough.
Let's hope that this year the virus that has ruined our existence for the whole 2020 don't torment us yet, although in China they are again doing their worst to help spread it.
In the meantime, I'm trying to be optimistic and I'm starting to dream of a spring to travel all over.
You have plans?
And this time too we did it! To do… what? Not to catch Covid, and what else. We have been to France and Switzerland, countries where masks are not mandatory, and therefore their use is very limited and absolutely discretionary. Not to mention Turkey, especially in Istanbul, where the famous lady "There is none Coviddi" should be conferred honorary citizenship. About our organized trip to the Erdoğan Sultanate, of its lights and shadows maybe we will write about it in the future since this post is dedicated to the expedition exhibition in Alsace, cleanse, as always, from my personal tour guide.
Just to get off to a flying start, I want to put a full stop right away, or that this trip was the last nail planted in the coffin of my train journeys for which a connection is scheduled in Milan. NO MORE. Not to compete with his Frecciarossa for Paris, Trenitaglia has decided well to let Thello die, the night train on the Venice Santa Lucia - Paris Gare de Lyon route. Too convenient for us to get off in Dijon in the morning and from there get on a TGV to Strasbourg, really too comfortable. So we were forced to take an arrow to Milano Porta Garibaldi, arrow so to speak since it arrived late, and then scramble to figure out where the train for Basel would soon be leaving from. In fact, the station is very lacking in information on the platforms, situation made even more complicated by the fact that to move from the passing tracks to the leading ones, you have to undertake a labyrinthine and poorly marked path. Just so as not to be proven wrong, on the way back, the train platform for Venice was specified only a few minutes before departure. Already us with two children trolley we struggled hurrying up and down corridors and stairs to the platform, so I wonder if those warmers hired for competition realize how complicated it can be to move there with a baggage that is only slightly more bulky and perhaps with some mobility difficulties. When I happen to return to Alsace, I will leave Austria, from Villach via Mannheim or with the beautiful nightjet Wien - Strasbourg, or again, extreme reason, with Flixbus from Venice (plane also no, thank you), and the same anathema also applies to all the other trips that I will have the good fortune to make in Europe. Bene, now that I have taken this pointed pebble out of my shoe I can move on to more pleasant things, ovvero il European Patchwork Crossroads 2022.
Or so hopefully.
Although Trenitaglia made Thello die, the comfortable night train that took us to Dijon, my personal tour agency found a way to get me to Sélestat e, ça va sans dire, make me go home. So much so that we know, it is not easy to leave for Europe from cul-de-sac where I live, at least by train, and even if you were tempted by the plane (that I don't love) direct flights to Northern Europe can be counted on the fingers of one hand.
Allora, see you up?
Very true, here we do not miss anything. As you should already know, for the drafting of the texts I avail myself of the collaboration of Stelio, which also deals with many other practical aspects, including the famous various and any. Nel post “Apocalisse (o dell’uomo invisibile)He reveals himself in part, in his own way, of course.Continua a leggere →
It may happen that some jobs drag on for a long time without having the time, or forces, or the desire to end them. It can happen that you feel vague remorse for them, imagining that they resent being neglected. It may happen that we start with an idea and then that makes us lose ourselves in a labyrinth of possibilities, second thoughts, doubts and hopes. It may happen that you lose inspiration along the way, a road along which many negative and depressing events have occurred. It may also happen that a random event sounds an unconscious wake up call and that it is finally decided to end it with that sort of textile purgatory, even at the cost of cutting it out (symbolic and literal) and throw it all away. Continua a leggere →
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