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Good bye Thailand

February 25

not leave Bangkok 'was very difficult, the traffic is completely blocked in the morning almost made us miss the train but with a slight jog've got it minutes after fatta.10 we find that the departure of our tickets are not for sitting and a controller commands us to get up, send him to hell but I get up, say not before?

In 2 hours we Ayuttaya to where, just outside the station, rent-a rince motorinchio and leave for these famous ancient temples. Ruins apart in this city, which looks more like a small village, there 'nothing we rob the room (the pros and cons of eating in local real) and after a bit 'temples begin to look all the same, the humidity in asia and' crazy and you get tired much earlier. At 6 we give the Rinca and spend the remaining 3 hours in a room with two French, one of which is' a 30 year old chemistry teacher ...

Take the train that looks comfortable with an hour late and we move to Chiang Mai. The night train and 'another one of my first time, given the time we turn the seats into beds as soon as we get thus leaving no great options on what to do, I'll take the bed above, but a companion to Annie for the three minutes that separate from a deep coma, then I close my curtains and I start to read for a while '. The trains are not made in asia considering my height as an average and is a finite I spend more time awake than anything else.

Chang Mai and 'a different story compared to Bangkok, I can feel from the first moment, everything moves more slowly, and the air' breathing and, at least morning and evening, the temperature and 'liveable. After a dozen guest houses we take a room just outside the walls of the historic town, and this 'and that' the real capital of Thailand considered by many the jewel of the north and from all others.

The town itself is' beautiful, this is not 'a country that is striking for its architecture, but we can not complain, life as seen from the start and' something else, are all much more friendly and less oppressive you get in their taxi or sold a dress. Life here is' really easy. The first day we spend walking around the city 's all within the walls to enjoy a couple of ancient temples and orient a bit', I'm half dead and then we treat ourselves to a Thai massage and bed by 10.

February 26

Day cooking class, from 9:30 to 15 cook six dishes each, including a trip to the market to see all the vegetables, spices and fruit.
I cook pad thai as it finally did, the spring rolls lighter than Chinese, a red curry, a beef curry, a soup with coconut milk and fried bananas, when we go to 16 are dying from what I ate ... The evening usually thai massage and ride to the market but without drinking cmq you return home soon.

February 27

Third day scooter rental and tour the Temple of the Golden Buddha (which are almost all gold discovery), as the temple and 'on top of a mountain we decided to go down the other side through so a coffee plantation, the Thai government to combat the cultivation of opium plantations has funded more legal. A good coffee with a spectacular view we prepare for a descent of boarding. So

more wrong with the vehicle's history face the mountain for about 5km we do takes 1 hour and a half but in the end, after spending the exceptional scenery, we arrive at a lake where they give us to eat good fish in a sort of raft with the roof. In the evening we meet

Nivi and Steve who have just arrived, our travels continue to cross, we go to dinner on the river and then a ride to the market.
Sunday morning we decided to leave at 11, we go to breakfast early and decided to top up my skype to make some 'phone calls: pulling out his wallet to pay I see the lack of credit card, I need a few seconds to reconstruct what happened, yesterday I withdrew money market ATM but not waited for the paper and I left them, not drinking seems to me that do more harm than good, my run to the door and 'useless' s atm and 'out of service e i commessi del market non parlano in inglese, il mio thai si limita a tre parole e non sono quelle che mi potrebbero aiutare.

Con un certo numero di telefonate scopro che la carta, se qualcuno non l'ha presa dopo di me, e' stata ritirata dalli sportello che si e' automaticamente bloccato e per motivi di sicurezza non può essere riconsegnata, in caso sia nello sportello verra' distrutta appena recuperata; chiamo Visa e la faccio annullare immediatamente poi vado alla polizia per i turisti a fare la denuncia e trovo un servizio incredibilmente efficiente, domande sensate e precise e il mio verbale in doppia lingua e' redatto molto più in fretta di uno italiano...

Partiamo con l'autobus delle 2 e per le 4.30 siamo a Chiang Rai (great originality 'names ...), with the city known as much for his little girl around that much, and the hotel that the Lonely Planet recommends that there is closed and so we end up in another, but they put the pool ; all for the ridiculous price of 200 baht per night (about 5 €).

February 28

The next day we rent a bike and head for adventure, a ride that takes us all day, I understand why advisable to take a bike, the holiday is completely different ... We run along the line that marks the border with Myanmar, also known as Burma or for those 5 or 6 that have a very good idea of \u200b\u200bthe geography of Burma;
soldiers who guard the border tell us to go quietly, but not to stop or take any pictures, harassing. Everything beautiful in the museum part of the opium and 'closed on Monday, since they hear from phi phi. Transition to the golden triangle meeting point of three boundaries and then back. From Chiang Rai we move towards the 24 Laos, 2 ½ hours to 70 km in a bus probably built by hand by villagers, then gitarella boat to cross the river and here we are to shell sti € 40 for a visa for 2 weeks, Laos does not begins with the right foot.

The little village where we spend the night waiting Nivi and Steve is not 'just a road, we choose the least worst guest house after a dinner at 6.30 and we're in bed at 9, the city and' deserted long ago. This place unpronounceable and 'a step down from here because it is the part that's Gibbon River. We wake with the roosters at 4:30 and closes an eye. At 9 we change our guest house and a neighbor's. Day more or less useless, there is the play meridian between us because there is nothing else to do waiting for the next day tomorrow Gibbon Experience!


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Haidi Giuliani


"Today I feel the need for an organized party and be part of"
Gaggio in Adelaide Cristina Giuliani that Haidi (Sant'Ambrogio di Valpolicella, May 11, 1944) is an Italian politics. Becomes a public figure after the murder of his son Carlo Giuliani in Genoa during the G8 summit in 2001.

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Berlusconi-Sarkozy summit.

Agreement Emma Bonino on nuclear power (Pr):


"and now who pays?"
(24.02.2009 21:08) to repeat this criterion in recent months, all politics, is not expedient to Italy.

And this not for ideological reasons but simply because they worked more than twenty billion € for a power generation complex in the Italian needs, not just electric, it can not represent more than 5% of the total cost is not expedient to our country, even taking into account the costs of decommissioning. Okay

the policy of "do", but do not do to: the costs are high, the long and the benefits are extremely low.

no coincidence that so very different are moving elsewhere, starting with the United States.

Also, I'd like to know chi paga, chi pagherà i costi finali di quest'operazione, che magari vedrà all'opera l'ennesima "cordata italiana" protetta e garantita dalla mano pubblica.

Chi pagherà, temo siano i soliti contribuenti.

Intanto a Parigi si stappa champagne": ironizza Emma Bonino.





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24 Febbraio 2009
Scorro in internet la rassegna stampa: la Palestina non si trova più nelle prime pagine dei grandi giornali, tra le notizie importanti.
Nessuna sorpresa: altre popolazioni martoriate non ci sono addirittura mai arrivate. Quasi per caso nella vecchia posta ritrovo alcune foto scattate a Tulkarem, tre anni fa, when I went to watch the elections with boys and girls of the Young Communist League and we are in a group, smiling, someone holds the raised arm, his hand tight in a fist, a gesture of identity?

Much has happened in the past three years, the Social forum, which was our hope, born of the spirit of Genoa in 2001, have mostly melted like snow in the sun, some of those guys have gone "beyond", where I can not understand, and what is worse, I fear it is not clear even to themselves.

We are facing a serious economic crisis the result of twenty years of neoliberal policies that have precarious jobs, cut wages and increase the wealth of thieves and fraudsters. The factories are closing; workers continue to die.

There is no security for them.
likely to disappear the national labor contract, collective guarantees disappear ie wages and rights, won through many years of struggles. In return, reappear batons against the workers, Pomigliano, dell'Innse against workers in Milan.
There is no security for those who defend their territory, their children's lives: hard-line law enforcement against the No dal Molin in Vicenza, a city of art with military curfews. As in the Susa Valley, allegedly with the power to manage the peaceful protest of the inhabitants.
But the "great information" does not mention it. There
safe even for women in the streets of our cities and especially in the home, because there will certainly be more repressive laws, to defend them, but a more widespread culture, greater attention to the problems of individuals, greater participation in urban life.
"cult Ser es libre de ser el único way," recalled José Martí in the nineteenth century, but here the culture is humiliated every day, the impoverished public school: it is better not to raise young people able to think for themselves because they could a someday become truly free men and women. There is no longer even hope to die peacefully. In

return back to the racial laws.

witnessing daily coups against justice and civility: doctors turned into spies against the sick poor, so poor that they even have a document notarized patrols, investigate the affairs of lorsignori prohibited.
ordinary laws are voted in Parliament that the Constitution meaningless.
In this scenario the opposition sometimes chirps with the majority, sometimes stutters, what was once the social block of the left is crumbling.

And then I heard, I feel the need for an organized party, and part of it.
A party with clear ideas. Who knows his or her roots and knows even recognize their own mistakes; determined to be always on the side of those most vulnerable, exploited, robbed of their rights violated in body and in life. I want to be able to discuss in an organization with strong in-house and then declare openly what they think and work to achieve the objectives identified, able to intervene where it opens a conflict, and that when he decides to stand alongside large spontaneous movements , as small businesses, then do not abandon them; also able to expose the contradictions and to create new conflicts.
I want a party determined to awaken consciences, always willing to confront and work with other organizations, whenever you can, without bias, but no failure: a party with clear ideas, of course.

And I want my party to face the teacher and the school know.
must know before you listen to all boys and girls, do not promise easy political careers but by teaching both the theory as a rigorous daily practice.
it is true that many young people are disgusted by politics and think that it is worthwhile to act in a society like ours, but we must be able to demonstrate, as they say the Mothers of Argentina, who lost the only battle is the one who abandons .
We will succeed if we can be honest, if we put aside personalities, leaders ...

not climb a mountain, no one wins the top by yourself: you win all together, each with its own backpack, with its cargo of riches and error, but together.