Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Hill Country Resort In Canyon Lake



The unwanted partner: has just left his room ... at least I think, because the amplified sounds coming from all the other rooms.
I could not resist the temptation to look out behind him in the hallway, and just before it turned the corner, I saw the unmistakable silhouette against the light of a human being! With
shirt, shorts and light brown hair rebel ....

Monday, July 28, 2008

Trampoline How Much It Cost



Salzburg A day

Salzburg welcomed me with a bright sunny day (which I fully enjoyed getting up at 6:15). At eight o'clock I
presented at the front desk to sign the contract for the room, noting note the details as if it were a fair the choice of Germany for the drafting of a document to be endorsed to foreigners ... I also complained halogen I've broken in my room that prohibits any study or reading in the evening, leaving me to languish in a twilight obitoriale.
So I did the pain in the ass in the early morning, without getting anything ...

I came to the Mozarteum in a car accompanied by our pianist and his wife (met by chance at the reception and never seen before). It 's a nice relief to know they can count on a ride, but the beautiful sunshine today and the desire for independence they pushed me towards the lunch hour, to rent a bike to a very nice gentleman in Mozart.
ride along the Salzach was a real pleasure, and what a thrill watching the mountains surrounding Salzburg and read those same profiles as familiar to the divine Wolfgang!
Needless to say that under the noon sun beating down and a half, after 5 km ride I arrived "home" more of a boiled potato, and I had to take a shower and change clothes, blessing the white linen skirt that almost with a sense of guilt I had packed up in spite of the chilling weather.

gitarella The cycling was repeated three times a day (for a total of 15 Km), but not to exceed with health consciousness, on the way back I made a terrible cost transatlantic cruise based cans, olive oil, low cost, and freeze-dried products ...
I also bought a pound of sunflower seeds, to put in the milk for breakfast as I learned my grandfather Brian, to start the day like a true parrot .. sorry! Nightingale mezzosopranile ..

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I have not had the pleasure of bumping into my neighbor across, which seems to live on air have not yet set foot in the kitchen.
Meanwhile I settled the refrigerator, with milk, Actimel, lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers and Emmenthal ... and with three meals and a breakfast under my belt I can Declares undisputed queen of the kitchen.


Adult Breastfeeding Milena




Salzburg ZERO
day I arrived in Austria after 10 hours and 3 changes of train travel in the company of a devastating maldicapo (see photo) caused by a battle of thoughts ... Now I had

two surprises:

the language - after a review flash de ' German for you first level, contrary to all my expectations have been able to launch into an unlikely conversation with the taxi driver (female exemplary of the Bavarian crown metallic red), which has picked up my poor remains at the station.
Topics touched: the now-classic comment on the weather forecasts, the opening of the Festival, my master class at the Mozarteum, Ludwig of Bavaria and Wagner ... could not miss a tour of the supermarkets in the area ...

An unexpected cohabitation- Although at the time of booking, the receptionist of Franz von Sales Kolleg would grant me a bathroom and kitchen in the room, I realized early on that it was a scam or a dramatic misunderstanding.
The door had to be in my room, facing up to reality in a corridor that provides three ports: A flat (mine), Bath & B apartment (one of the partner side).
F ra brackets as I write this I doubt there is a dire: if the key of my room is the same one that opens the door policy, it is obvious that my neighbor has an equal, which in all probability also opens the door of my room!
short, the structure dell'appartamentino is clear: kitchen communicating between the two units and common use bathroom outside .... Scheisse!!
Since last night I feel like a gunslinger in a duel, my fingers touch the metal of the gun in the holster, while I scan with the utmost attention to the moves of the opponent: who will be the first to shoot? or rather who will be the first to slip into the bathroom or kitchen?
... I have not had direct contact with the enemy, but I'm picking up clues.
analysis of the traces found in it in the bathroom this morning: a bubble bath and a bottle of Head and Shoulders-A-
I concluded that it is an Anglo-Saxon-B
problems with flaking of the scalp
C-molto probabilmente donna (data l'ammorbante scia di profumo lasciata nell'aria)