How I Make Masterbaye

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Sometimes I wonder what living in Dublin and Ireland, I mean philosophically. Indeed

is a category of being underdeveloped by all those who write about this place.

side weather in the existential sense we could talk ad nauseum, so this time to omit.

'd rather evaluate my experience here considering the four basic elements of classical culture.

to Ireland everything can reproach, except that no water. Meanwhile

is an island, then has a thousand rivers that run through the rain, mist and huge aquifers.

short under water, around water, water in the middle, water from above and even when there is mist, water suspended.

Here the water is free even in homes.

Another important element is air.

The wind in Ireland is a faithful companion and capricious, it makes you see beautiful landscapes and then invite the darkest clouds on the continent to party for a while '.

Does it take a lot of smog a city traffic, but at the same time you stuck in traffic with a bike with gusts in the face.

can not be denied on the other hand that the land of Ireland has enchanted visitors more or less famous.

His green colors that contrast with gray dry stone walls that continue indefinitely are practically a trademark.

So what's missing?

Well, certainly miss Ireland FIRE.

A lack of heat, which the natives seek to soothe with a good dark beer (or for me a great Irish coffee hot).

And that enables me to feel not exactly full here.

colors, moods, tastes lack a lively stretch of an explosive flash of passion.

You are so in Ireland, surrounded by a sea, tossed by the wind, on a raft placid and dull green leaves cradled.

But the ear tends to hear in the distance, sooner or later the familiar crackle of a fireplace. And maybe go

to warm up a bit '.

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St. Patrick's Day!

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Everyone is Irish on St. Patrick's Day.
If there's one day out of 365 in which it is worthwhile to stay in Dublin, I would say that you should then point to the March 17!
On this day there is the quintessence of Irish culture, drinking beer, partying and a little 'casino, masked and dressed in green.

The program this year was very interesting and full of ideas, beyond the most trivial things such as concerts and other things, the real attractions were substantially 3.

The first is the historical and traditional St. Patrick's Day parade, a colorful snake that runs through the center the city with allegorical floats and masks (the theme of this year was fantastic creatures).
course, this parade is the largest in the world for the Irish, but now the competition of American cousins \u200b\u200bin New York makes itself felt.

The second attraction was a dreamlike journey into a maze made of inflatables.
The venue was the International Financial Service Centre (IFSC).

The third and perhaps most impressive was the great show of fireworks in the Docklands, the Skyfest!

Then I launched out in the morning, despite the small hours of the day before (as you can see from the eye!), Ready to enjoy every moment of National Day of Ireland.
So I slipped on the green leprechaun hat in order and headed to the parade.

The problem is that St. Patrick drove the snakes from Ireland, but nothing has been against the weather. Result
; winds of 60 km / h cold, rain, hail and snow in their chronological order.
A cold and a time so had not seen him for years! I almost preferred
snakes ...

In all this upheaval the inflatable maze were deflated and fireworks will not speak.
We think the next year.

Luckily fate had planned to put Italy-Ireland rugby its March 17, with the possibility for the greens to win the 6 Nations Tournament, their first since 1985!

Despite this, it went wrong there too. Italy has lost and Ireland did not win the tournament for three points of difference ...

All in all a St. Patrick's Day to forget ...
Better to be Italian!

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I feel like Dublin!

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do not know why the evenings become special events.
Otherwise you will try to repeat as many times and eventually would not be more special.

But it happens that you spend your evenings in Dublin are in some way special.
be because there is always something new to do, someone new to knowing, somewhere new to discover.

So it happened the other night, dining out, pubbing and then disco until late.
not that exactly this combination to ensure the fun, even if it helps.
We also say that on other occasions such situations, were less fun.
So what is the specialty nights to remember?

is probably a mix between right friends, humor, in keeping with the group when you go out, and the right places to have fun.
A desire to be shared with other people in the place where you are, you do not know but that when they come out they did their part.

For this it is hard to pass special evenings, usually. In Dublin
not.
E 'for me yet to discover a city, like the people who attend.
addition there is the will just to have fun and get to know.
Maybe it happens because some crooked evening tired from work or worried about something. Or
the premises are not where you go as expected.
But usually the magic happens. And in the end

dela evening, now morning, come home with a smile.

Enjoy Dublin, Responsibly!

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Murrayfield, 17 - 37, I was there!

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I knew it! We wanted to go at all costs, even dovendomi get up at 5 am even having to sleep in 2 days and 8 hours 2 aircraft to be taken, even going in Scotland alone.
Yes, this game I would not lost anything.
He felt that he was special.

And then, wet night in Dublin, the legendary stuffed plush Italy, called a taxi that has just accompanied the city's night owls and arrive at the airport.
Surprise! I am not alone, there are at least 12 other Italians who go to Edinburgh with my flight.
The look of defiance to the customs of the Scots Guards, and the bus was in the center.
First mission: to find a flag of Italy, including many that hang from the shops is not easy but in the end in a tiny shop in front of the castle, I find. And it is also the last of the store, perhaps the entire city.
sign that we are many.
How many? 6,000 from Italy, but I know people who have gathered from all over Europe, just like me. He turns around in groups and when we meet, one becomes a silent nod, but inside you hear a cry that shines from his eyes, and I believe it! And it looked as if
one could believe more.

After the usual sightseeing and walking ritual at the stadium finally opened the flood gates and blue unfolds in a thousand streams, each in its field.
The Scots, landlords will come just before the match. Do not hurry, think they can wait until the last to get into the game.
And we'll see. The Pre

so it's our process has already started to know each other in the stands.

The stadium, on the other side, bends slightly to show me the needles and the castle, with the skyline of the Scottish capital.
looks like a greek theater, where the landscape is also part of the show as a massive and impressive choreography. Then

hymns, Mameli sang loudly to us courage, but is swamped by the "Flower of Scotland" of the people in kilts.

And then you start, the football Italy, Scotland controcalcio, nay STOP! Italy in half.
And yet we sat by the hymns .... And then another interception
destination, they begin to get the sms who did not or could be.
We are incredulous, but amazing still debating how can we still prove it!
The third time we do not find us unprepared and jumping and singing so much that the forum seems to wobble.
Or maybe it's just the pride of Scottish wobbles. Why
a place of interception is terrible, seriously hampering the team suffers.
And then you can enjoy more of the goal.
Cause you know that goal can not be otherwise.
A joy experienced 3 times ... In 6 minutes!

The central phase of the match is great suffering, especially for 3 minutes when Scotland is close in scoring. But that just makes everything better.
two kicks, however, put us back to the shelter. And five minutes from the end, the stroke of genius of a yellow well written.
Like a matador in the arena, let us mark a goal. Clear
throughout the stadium, even for the Scots who already understand the defeat.
not for the referee calls for replays. The Scots are silent, the Italians sing:
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEH!
The goal is good, now we've won.
the stadium is silent for 7 minutes and just feel the Italian fans sing the Inno di Mameli, Flying, and why not, the now customary POPOPOPOPO.

the end and there is a big party is embraced by those who have known only one hour first, that you do not remember the name, but with whom you shared a great joy.
around the field just us, and blues.

When evening falls outside the stadium before the big screen but you can dance and sing in Italian.
Edinburgh for a night is Italian.

We stormed the castle!