11 Luglio 2011, Festonia, No grazie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As good Christians we know Sunday is the day dedicated to Lord. After breakfast the first task of the day was to attend the celebrations of the Holy Sunday Mass. Bitburg is a small town known to the center of the world, inside it is possible to find various churches, Catholic, Evangelical, Protestant any words for everyone, particularly unfortunate that this was not known at all! Wing near the town hall, is the headquarters of the Red Cross, where we have breakfast every morning, from these rooms I was given access to the Internet to publish the diary of this great adventure, I forgot to attached the municipal building c 'is a church dedicated to the Virgin Mary.
After exhausting attempts to try to publish the journal, I said it was time to meet fellow travelers and participate in Holy Mass with them. They were roughly the 9.20, I just came out I met the mayor who wanted to pay homage to a visit inside the town hall.
The visit included detailed illustrations of the various rooms, the composition of the council, the council and many other things in an excellent Italian.
At the exit of the town hall, together we went to the church adjacent to town, but there is a strange thing happened. There were many groups, bands, but there were no Miromagnum. I waited a few minutes and went out, not just worrying about the Holy ... Mass was about to begin. The mayor, the groups, the guides were among the pews and Miromagnum seemed to be gone. I tried to contact Marcello, Luca, Lucia with this sms "Mass is about to begin, where you ?????........"
The total darkness no answer !!!!!!!!!!!!!
At one point I saw a couple of guys in the group in Estonia, with my English "Oxford" [cridicci] Ed, I asked if they were aware of some other place where groups ii could attend the celebration of the Holy Mass. After year-old adventures we finally realized that the church was the protestant and our "church" Catholic was about 4 km from the town ... ... with huge delay we arrived at church I, Hanuka and Tina.
a solemn mass
to confirm the reception of the people, too bad that at some point in the ceremony, one of the altar boys got sick. Some of the most malignant allegedly drank late into the night with chirico, news difficult to confirm.
But let us seriously this time, at some point of the celebration we were invited to ascend the altar by the priest and we sang "Come, Caritas Life." Against all odds, a performance worthy of note. Solemn and moving moment came when he recalled Michael Francis, a friend who died prematurely in 2010, with a prayer. The excitement grew even more after the English Symphony Orchestra sang "The Circle of Life", the soundtrack of the film "Simba, The Lion." Well for all of us Francis was a lion and feel that music has reiterated that we miss you!
Soon after we stopped at the Stag Bar Gelateria, to greet us was a beautiful Venetian named Roberta. We recommend visiting! We have some pieces matching the Venetian, but we have seen the eyes of this crumble at the first notes of the famous song "O Sole Mio"! As a race we went to lunch, fashion show at 14.30.
We started our show on time, arrived at the first corner but the weather was inclement, the rain has ruined part of the festival. The organization, that organization, at one point appeared in a series of clear coats, anti-water. We have worn and in no time we recaptured the scene, all the groups involved in the parade with a series of sweeping tarantella. Even the rain failed to stop!
At the end of the parade, because we are finished, we refreshed with a hearty snack and a healthy invigorating shower. At 21.30 we returned by mutual agreement in the fiesta-plaz beer.
The evening seemed to be destined for a classical evening with friends, but no! Do you remember the couple with whom I shared the Estonian church looking lost? At some point, that Tina is her name, she approached me and asked if we could celebrate. I presented the proposal to Marcello who willingly accepted the idea. Roberto Leone with us, back in the direction of all housing in Estonia.
A minor detail: none of us asked how far it was their accommodation! We started to walk for 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30 minutes and still nothing! Lucia began to wish for the worst gastro penances, the Lions of Miromagnum, Carmine, Francesco Marcello and the Hard, seem ready to make me spit. But the best was yet to arrive, got to 35 * minutes of walking, driving German inhibits peremptorily Tina to officiate the festival. At this point the biggest problem and how to say to Lucy and company!
I asked them to wait on the road, John and I with Estonian children, to retrieve the nectar of Bitburg, beer.
Once we have recovered the supplies stuffed into a bus and reached plaz-new Fiesta, in short, we came to the point of departure. Meanwhile we left Lucy and company stopped at an intersection, a pity that the police were ready to arrest them for "iestime" night. Come rumors that the spit of the Lions is becoming sharper.
Finally, John Marcellus can tell, our new location. After a while 'all
Miromagnum were reunited in a fiesta-plaz. To forgive us of what, hopefully, we discovered the river with beer! It seems that the remedy to work, at least I hope!!
At this point we can only celebrate with singing and dancing. Now it's one, like Cinderella's carriage in danger of losing in this case the bus. Climb all, the cry of "coach" The remedy of the beer has worked in a special way on the new parent company Alessi, and solar power as never before, this did come Bitburg's cheeks as red as those of Aidi.
Arrived at our youth hostel, You Phone, Nicholas proposes that "Italy House", what better way to celebrate than with Parmigiano Reggiano cheese, salami, sausages and much more?
I was writing the diary, so I hope you do not have to take revenge !!!!!!
As good Christians we know Sunday is the day dedicated to Lord. After breakfast the first task of the day was to attend the celebrations of the Holy Sunday Mass. Bitburg is a small town known to the center of the world, inside it is possible to find various churches, Catholic, Evangelical, Protestant any words for everyone, particularly unfortunate that this was not known at all! Wing near the town hall, is the headquarters of the Red Cross, where we have breakfast every morning, from these rooms I was given access to the Internet to publish the diary of this great adventure, I forgot to attached the municipal building c 'is a church dedicated to the Virgin Mary.
After exhausting attempts to try to publish the journal, I said it was time to meet fellow travelers and participate in Holy Mass with them. They were roughly the 9.20, I just came out I met the mayor who wanted to pay homage to a visit inside the town hall.
The visit included detailed illustrations of the various rooms, the composition of the council, the council and many other things in an excellent Italian.At the exit of the town hall, together we went to the church adjacent to town, but there is a strange thing happened. There were many groups, bands, but there were no Miromagnum. I waited a few minutes and went out, not just worrying about the Holy ... Mass was about to begin. The mayor, the groups, the guides were among the pews and Miromagnum seemed to be gone. I tried to contact Marcello, Luca, Lucia with this sms "Mass is about to begin, where you ?????........"
The total darkness no answer !!!!!!!!!!!!!
At one point I saw a couple of guys in the group in Estonia, with my English "Oxford" [cridicci] Ed, I asked if they were aware of some other place where groups ii could attend the celebration of the Holy Mass. After year-old adventures we finally realized that the church was the protestant and our "church" Catholic was about 4 km from the town ... ... with huge delay we arrived at church I, Hanuka and Tina.
a solemn mass
to confirm the reception of the people, too bad that at some point in the ceremony, one of the altar boys got sick. Some of the most malignant allegedly drank late into the night with chirico, news difficult to confirm.But let us seriously this time, at some point of the celebration we were invited to ascend the altar by the priest and we sang "Come, Caritas Life." Against all odds, a performance worthy of note. Solemn and moving moment came when he recalled Michael Francis, a friend who died prematurely in 2010, with a prayer. The excitement grew even more after the English Symphony Orchestra sang "The Circle of Life", the soundtrack of the film "Simba, The Lion." Well for all of us Francis was a lion and feel that music has reiterated that we miss you!
Soon after we stopped at the Stag Bar Gelateria, to greet us was a beautiful Venetian named Roberta. We recommend visiting! We have some pieces matching the Venetian, but we have seen the eyes of this crumble at the first notes of the famous song "O Sole Mio"! As a race we went to lunch, fashion show at 14.30.
We started our show on time, arrived at the first corner but the weather was inclement, the rain has ruined part of the festival. The organization, that organization, at one point appeared in a series of clear coats, anti-water. We have worn and in no time we recaptured the scene, all the groups involved in the parade with a series of sweeping tarantella. Even the rain failed to stop!
At the end of the parade, because we are finished, we refreshed with a hearty snack and a healthy invigorating shower. At 21.30 we returned by mutual agreement in the fiesta-plaz beer.
The evening seemed to be destined for a classical evening with friends, but no! Do you remember the couple with whom I shared the Estonian church looking lost? At some point, that Tina is her name, she approached me and asked if we could celebrate. I presented the proposal to Marcello who willingly accepted the idea. Roberto Leone with us, back in the direction of all housing in Estonia.
A minor detail: none of us asked how far it was their accommodation! We started to walk for 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30 minutes and still nothing! Lucia began to wish for the worst gastro penances, the Lions of Miromagnum, Carmine, Francesco Marcello and the Hard, seem ready to make me spit. But the best was yet to arrive, got to 35 * minutes of walking, driving German inhibits peremptorily Tina to officiate the festival. At this point the biggest problem and how to say to Lucy and company!
I asked them to wait on the road, John and I with Estonian children, to retrieve the nectar of Bitburg, beer.
Once we have recovered the supplies stuffed into a bus and reached plaz-new Fiesta, in short, we came to the point of departure. Meanwhile we left Lucy and company stopped at an intersection, a pity that the police were ready to arrest them for "iestime" night. Come rumors that the spit of the Lions is becoming sharper.
Finally, John Marcellus can tell, our new location. After a while 'all
Miromagnum were reunited in a fiesta-plaz. To forgive us of what, hopefully, we discovered the river with beer! It seems that the remedy to work, at least I hope!!At this point we can only celebrate with singing and dancing. Now it's one, like Cinderella's carriage in danger of losing in this case the bus. Climb all, the cry of "coach" The remedy of the beer has worked in a special way on the new parent company Alessi, and solar power as never before, this did come Bitburg's cheeks as red as those of Aidi.
Arrived at our youth hostel, You Phone, Nicholas proposes that "Italy House", what better way to celebrate than with Parmigiano Reggiano cheese, salami, sausages and much more?
I was writing the diary, so I hope you do not have to take revenge !!!!!!
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