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A Series of Unfortunate Events

It 'time to update this blog. What type of accommodation (a few), returning to work (so long ago now), the purpose of this period and news? Too many lines would be to write and too little of my time, however, only reason I have not updated so far. One note to remember because it lasts from vacation, now what we call our Series of Unfortunate Events (if you have not yet read, I recommend it). Everything is traced back to the Friday night before traveling by bike. But then we have not noticed, it was all there was after we did remember. So, from that fateful moment, an infinite series of unfortunate events is unlikely that raged over us, so much unexpected as amazing. The following provides a list there, like in chronological order, and concisely the various things that happened, from that famous Friday (which was not even 17 or 13!):
- time with tons of water while eating in the tents of the festival Arcade, everything flooded and temperatures dropped 10 degrees, we are tempted to postpone the start of the day cycling later.
- day one: the wheel hole, back, of course, and I have no spare inner tube: a serious oversight. Fortunately, Mauri has the repair kit and I suddenly mechanics.
- Jesolo in the municipal camping is complete, an omen of what would happen then
- Mauri hole well, another change of room air (and last year either!)
- the odometer is broken, for us vital tool for calculating the remaining time on arrival: no longer worked
- Caorle: we support the bike to a plant in our pitch. In the morning she found covered with snails.
- Bibione is sold out: camping, hotels, rooms, apartments. None. Night on the beach and forced return from vacation a day before (the face of the crisis)
- to see pictures of his aunt, SdSony put the ticket in a non-portable Sony. The result being smaller than the gap in there falls and spend the evening trying to remove it. No pics.

- the morning after my leaving for Puglia, exchange of the carrier for Mauri to my Dad both blacks: if you notice this in Bari Mauri remains without portfolio, documents, cell phone, camera for several days.

- Pinzolo: it rains almost every day
- falls on me to change my first ring, I remember the sea and us shatters into pieces and only the memory remains, even after a week old.

- As I live alone and my holidays are: the smell of methane in court erroneously attributed to multiple natural gas, it was my pipe that had broken. A week of losses. Calling Italgas swooping counter. 15 days without methane cook on the balcony with a camping stove and do cold showers (hoping to wake up from a nightmare). I fear every day the arrival of the bill. Then you will discover that a car had crashed into: 4-tubes took only my neighbors!

- we spend a Saturday afternoon to fix my roller, disassembling and reassembling again, oiling and cleaning: 200m even after the wheels are broken and broke another belt. To throw.
- Back home we decided to ride a bike. When I discovered that the car with the tripod was tilted, the bike falls over and falls out the trash just recovered after the holidays: Back in Training.
- work in comparison to the rest of his companions, spreading a veil.

- I buy my first actions: after careful checks and comparisons, it seems a good investment because at least the last 12 months. A week after the stock collapse. They are in disastrous loss!
- plan to go to Trent to see the medieval tournament: it's raining and cold rolls. Refer. In the afternoon the sun comes out!
- Mauri of the portable lights with a fearsome blue screen of Windows. We try to repair it. Since then he rises to every problem solved a new one. And to call the service PackardBell there is only one number 899 .. Paid
- good things come to increasingly overlap, not that many have free weekends, but sometimes I put off commitments. Here, the only ones not refer inevitably overlap between them. Species in the coming weekend. Terrible choices are about.

And I could go on for so long with things more or less striking. The beauty of it all is that we have always lived with a smile: especially on vacation, now we could not help but laugh about it. It 's almost funny now think what else can happen, what fate has in Serbia for us. I feel a bit 'Donald Duck on the situation. As they say in these situations: Health is what counts and so far so good, better write it in small . Luckily there are good things, the ones that you pull up the morale and make you laugh every time. But laugh even in difficulty we finally made it!

I leave you with a gem on our beautiful country. Here's how we make fun abroad these days: ALITALIA = Always Late in take-off always late in arrival

Paola.