Solemn and plump Buck Mulligan appeared from the top of the stairs, carrying 
a bowl of sc hiuma cross on which were placed in a mirror and a razor.
A yellow dressing gown, disheveled, the levitating gently behind or
the breath of the mild morning air. He lifted up the bowl and intoned:
Introibo to Dei altar.
With one eye open and one closed read these words. Train 05.02 to Ponte Galeria, from there to Heathrow airport. E then flight, London Heathrow, waiting, another flight, Beograd, Srbjia.
M
the accompanying James Joyce, with more than any other book that has celebrated fame.
FLASH FORWARD
few days ago Ermanno tell me ...
"Ulysses you are reading now?? thought I had read when I was 18!"
I had only read a few pages .. not easy to find in 18 years the spirit to embark in 741 pages of internal thoughts, mental associations, classical allegories, the traditional rhyme ndi or ni Irish, etc etc sexual sublimation.
But I was a fan of psychoanalysis (or rather .. a fan of Freud) and Joyce was by all accounts the king wrote sense that it had accepted the new innovative in describing the 'human being.
I said right then and there that Joyce and Svevo were the greatest, even though I had read Joyce for precisely, a few pages (Svevo I was a bit 'more honest ...)
But cities can not be known by tour guides or ser vices television, and books can are treated by the critical notes, perhaps accompanied by some page indicated. The idea for this blog came to me during my day in Belgrade. Telling feelings of travel and read, in wonderful combination that often result. Urban explorations and sentimental.
So it was right to start from the end, the journey that has given the idea.
January 4, at 5:55 station of Ponte Galeria, asshole of the world on the outskirts of Rome .. little miss who minutes train to Fiumicino airport. It's cold little mica. L in the waiting room has two doors, one forward and one back, left open to anyone who enters. As a railway worker gets up to close them in the gallery are in the wind. Better get out. Nebbi to damp and cold. Current colder winter this heat not. There is a bar and missing 4 minutes to the train. It can do. A rich cappuccino hiesto boiling.
The journey has begun, and it started a rush: 24 pages in the first hour, I met the famous Stephen Dedalus. And 'he was my first companion, cultured, complex, boring .. at least for the moment. Then Leopold Bloom is more sympathetic, more human, with its pleasant "defects". Then it will Dragana, I will come to take Belgrade airport ... sent me an email a few days earlier to clarify: I'm so happy to come, but I hope you do not do illusions, I also have a boy, that's not really a boyfriend but when I go out together often. Do not worry Dragana, you're pretty and people the , but it was you who put me on the plane.
4 days ... will pass soon. Have you ever traveled alone? The feelings are mixed, the reclusive chin at home is always there in the most persuasive maples leisure temptations that present themselves as alternatives.
Here is the train to the airport.
Sull'atla
nte Belgrade stands out the geographic location at the crossroads of two rivers, the Sava and Danube, the best known, where there is a vast plain that the end begins in southern Slovakia. In north-central Serbia, the state loses the pieces. What a beautiful country could be Yugoslavia, a great nature, diverse and beautiful city, a melting pot of races and cultures. What basketball team had! Even in football might have been stronger than us. It was decided instead to take the road of hate and perhaps now the Serbs are the ones who pay the highest price. The stew is not yet over for them, has just separated Mon you negro, Vojvodina start talking to them. and Kosovo do not know what to do yet.
Milosevic wanted a greater Serbia, Serbia is now smaller than ever, lost in Europe that still does not want pity. The airlines connecting Belgrade with the world are not 13, in Bucharest there have a score to make a comparison. Domestic flights are not the Serbia has become too small .
And how many cities are reachable from the former Yugoslavia Belgrade voucher and know?
A ...
.. Podgorica, Montenegro just split with that, the only domestic flight has become international. Nothing to Ljubljana, Zagreb and Split, to Sarajevo or Skopje. The g uerr to be over, but it is not so much that you want well now.
Ulysses recounts a day in Dublin, a few hours from dawn to after midnight. A modern odyssey is an epic of the human body, such as on or same author called it.
the middle of is committed to exploring novel, Leopold Bloom. E ' was defined as the average man sensitive to his ability to gather information on the human reality to the senses. Visual, auditory, olfactory, gustatory, tactile. I would add a wing between, sexual. Mr Bloom's libido behaves like
a center sensory reactions instincts there than rational.
So I tell Belgrade, categorized into sensations.
VIEW
makes you feel young. Somewhere in the East: morning pres to: around dawn. Travel around before the sun, steal a day's journey. Always continue so ever become more than a day old technique.
The town is interesting, especially beautiful at night thanks to a LIGHTING one really impressive, enhanced by Christmas decorations, which here last twice as long. The vast majority Orthodox then celebrates Christmas on January 7, Dragana but tells me that the decorations were made before 25 December. you want to feel aligned with the rest of the world. The New Year is celebrated twice, since those who follow the Julian calendar, celebrates the day that for us is the Gregorian on January 13. Most are elderly and giovanis s imitate, exploiting the ' opportunity for a night at the disco more.
At the heart of Belgrade Fortress Kalemedgan. Overlooking the city, offering a panorama view extended especially on the and new city, as well as rivers. The building itself is not thrilled those who are accustomed to much more important to archeology, but following this policy should not an Italian ever travel abroad. There is a bit 'of everything, some walls of the Roman Singidunum, medieval walls and arches of the fort itself, garrison that bears the signs of the restoration of rationalistic era communist. Then a zoo, an Orthodox church, a rooftop bar co, a huge park, with grand old trees, a myriad of sculptures celebrants who do not know, is the largest sculpture dedicated to France, as perhaps single obvious tribute to another country (the gami colonial separately). I see the day alone, attended by elders in healthy walk by practitioners joggers or those who stretch the dogs. I see at night, illuminated by a fascinating and ten ebros midnight blue, the n company D Ragana, the n half many couples kissing. But no n us.
as an offshoot of Kalemedgan, extends Knez Mihailova, the way of walking, shopping, events. Surrounded by buildings of good workmanship, but of remembrance with a Slavic accent Vienna, course. Aesthetically, the Serbs made their figure. High, not too much as the Croats have their own characteristics slaves mixed with something Mediterranean. In men, the increase in balding s
apparent, even stronger than in the rest of the world .. perhaps because here you do not use shaving to zero and are peeled only peeled, not the shaved. Women prefer the long hair, tight jeans, boots. Dragana quit this plate has a face and a haircut to look a bit 'the beginning of Geena Davis, with freckles very pretty Incontrada model. Is not high, looks younger than his nearly 28 years. V es you predominantly fearing long skirts, boots, but brings them too.
Shoes can say a lot of economic nation, I am speaking of those nations where most people are not branded. U n old jeans can also correspond to the standards of current fashion, where the rents add value to the head, a t-shirt can make her figure even if it costs 5 €. But if the shoes as clean and polished, show clear signs of wear is likely that the wearer is not doing too well. I've got built over an empirical test, which always gives me reasonable results. I am not here to explain all the refined technique of "scarpometro" and commenting on the results, but I can say that in Belgrade the outcome was good, definitely above average in Eastern Europe. This surprises me, I thought that sapped by years of war and then by the bombing "charitable" Born of the Serbian economy to languish at lower levels. Dragana I ask what is the average level of income, tell me about 200 €. Prices vary from 40 to 70-80% of the corresponding Italian prices, then we say that in real terms correspond to a salary of 350 € from us. In my opinion not enough to have good shoes e. I remember reading that Serbia is perhaps the European country with the highest percentage of undeclared income for the so many are not limited to the average salary. Dragana also has a car, a Daewoo Kalos, which brings me around for hours. And I pay all the dinners we do together (only once I was able to offer me, because it was my birthday). He works as a physiotherapist for children with spinal disorders. He made several holiday abroad. I believe that at least 400 € to take them home.
One last thing to close the topic VIEW:
what remains of the past, which prefigures the future.
The signs of the bombing there are more, I've only seen a building with visible damage, and they were renovating. Bridges have been rebuilt, tracks, government buildings. Always shines on the hill of the politicians that the villa was Milosevic, I do not know that it is used now. In a villa near the residence of the widow of Zoran Djindjic killed the president in 2003, perhaps from the Zemun mafia, mafia perhaps much more powerful and legal. In late January in Serbia, there will be parliamentary elections. The city is full of posters, including Dick, of Bogoljub Karic (see photo). Dragana and I speak with a friend who seems to be very de
ntro political life. They tell me that it is the leader of Pokret Snaga Srbije, in Italian "Serbia Movement Strength." And 'a tycoon who has made billions in obscurity at the time of Milosevic and now threatens the very jail, unless unable to go to parliament.
I recalled someone.
TOUCH
Accosciat0 said the newspaper on commode turning the pages one o'clock dop either on bare knees. Something new and easy. Not no hurry. Tratteniamola a bit '.
This time I wanted to save the hotel, since already the flight costs be 300 € (Ryanair, where are you?). From the internet I find this Royal Hotel, centrally located 3-star, 32 € per night, with 35 single use. Honest enough from the site, you could see the video in which they were shown rooms, dining r
estaurant, reception, all pretty close. So it's not that I expected a crab.
The room appears to me at its worst, perhaps they forgot to clean it. The red carpet of the floor is hard, smooth consumption at certain points. Look closely: there are crumbs and hair types. It would be difficult for the scientific identification of my killer. Also the red velvet curtains, velvet soft to the touch and annoying, the bed is double, since I decided to supplement, but the sheets are single. Harsh. 3 covers of wool in the closet. The first night, the unpleasant sensation of the mattress naked in contact with my leg, what will be the last leg that had touched?
Shower saving. Standing on the ceramic bathtub, old but not damaged. Especially clean. Hot water from perfect, easy to mix, despite the health of the era.
After the first day the room is cleaned with much more care, feel better.
also improve the temperature of the drink that I served in the Spartan breakfast included (a drink, a pancake). The first coffee of the day was pretty cold. N elle breakfast later be able to have tea at acceptable temperatures.
Mr. Bloom spent his day with a Dublin bar of soap in his pocket. Often is having to move to the trouble of the when sitting or for fear of ruining the dress. My soap is the camera, which accompanies me on my tour, often changing his pocket as needed, or my comfort.
TASTE
Mr Bloom ate with great relish the entrails of animals and birds. He liked thick giblet soup, hot fishing boats, a stuffed roast heart, liver slices fried and breaded, fried cod roe. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which lasciav
anus on the palate a fine taste of urine slightly aromatic.
The Serbian cuisine, as well as other neighboring countries mainly based on meat. The first night
Dragana wants to take me to a restaurant to try their barbecue. "You do not want to bring you a pizza?" He says. Please, wherever you go you must try the house specialty. The place is out of town, and with the opportunity to show me much of Belgrade "external". There is another girl with us, which is presented to me as her best friend. The name is too hard to be remembered. And I will not need to remember, because she does not come to dinner. Bringing her back to her car and go to the restaurant, but we find closed for holiday. Dragana also tends to apologize a lot of things not at fault. Do you know another restaurant like that, we go there. It is the maximum safe driving, distracted and often does not assess the risks with due consideration of traffic in Belgrade, which is pretty intense but retains the smoothness that can make it worse the damage. Reflecting on this, when she, perhaps reading my thoughts, I talk about the incident that has made a few days before. I'm beginning to worry. There is to do a reversal, that the way in which we had to turn skipped. Dragana the start, but then stops, thinking they were having to watch if u car na direction from which they could not come. One hand reaches, and beautiful special
fingers, on the other side. Shit .. Dragana ... quack! The car sounds but does not slow down. Impact -5, -4, -3, -2 .... Draga na again, very quiet, almost self there, I have 10 years more, but do not let him see. The second restaurant is closed ... there are recommended third, I hope he is not far. It would be impolite to ask to guide me. We are able to reach the third is open. We sit down and glad you are asking what can we eat the waiter. We can not eat anything, but we can have a coffee, the kitchen opens the following day. We drink our coffee, as I begin to hear Dragana, who I met for just 2 hours. Like, more than picture, where it appears a bit 'different. She apologizes again for the whole situation of the restaurants. I try to flirt a bit '. He smiles a lot, but basically it makes me understand that there is no tripe for cats.
After the coffee we try a fourth restaurant, the kind recommended by the waiter. Finally opened, and is also a nice place. The menu is strictly Serbian, with Cyrillic characters, so I have to entrust to my friend that I ordered a mixture of various roasted meats. Tastes different from our own roasts, but definitely good. Above all preparations, such as sausages or the species of small hamburger flavored reminiscent mititeii Romanians are very nice. The platter Roast is accompanied by a sort of ratatouille mousse, which goes well, good beer and a Serb. There is no way to pay the bills, so I can not talk about value for money.
So I do not remember the name of the restaurant and I would not be able to give directions to find him.
SMELL
PS Tell me what perfume uses your wife. I want to know
MARTHA
toast for my birthday was on the basis of mulled wine. In a very nice local flax, resembling a living room of fancier made off with books scattered, comfortable sofas and music that ranges from Prodigy to Joy Division. Toast with the first glass. The wine is strong, warm, fragrant spices such as cinnamon surely. In other tables smoking. Almost everyone smokes in Belgrade, Dragana not, that seems to embody in all respects a model of virtuous girl. Some people smoke the hookah, and everything becomes more oriental.
I have not had lunch, and hunger is felt, almost enough to make me look challenging the desires of Mr. Bloom, to a sizzling kidneys in melted butter. O that I smell the pages of the pub snack Davy Byrne, based sandwich with gorgonzola, olives and Italian glass of Burgundy.
The wine is fasting effect, warms the veins, the smell of spices and smoke a bit drugged me '.
I order a second cup .. so the only thing that I can pay this holiday.
sexual desire, or perhaps even greater intimacy raised.
Dragana wonder if something feels like it. She drank a glass iere only that, but if it is almost teetotal, as I said, maybe it should be a little 'drunk too.
We try to pick up a bit 'the temperature of the conversation ...
not follow me ... looks more like a bit 'worried and sad.
Of them recently told me that evening that unfortunately can not be with me because it's Christmas Eve and has to go to church, that they also have a midnight mass.
is still very sorry, thereby charging other crimes that did not. Brings me back to the hotel at 20.30 and returns home for his Christmas Eve.
at 20.31, then end the evening of my birthday day. I watch some television channels that celebrate the Mass, the Orthodox church here has incorporated the pagan ritual of burning a kind of pile of branches and leaves I do not know what tree. I could go to the Basilica of St. Sava to smell the mix of coals and winter, faith and superstition. But I feel tired, Tomorrow I will go to St. Sava.
HEARING
Martin Cunningham whispered:
- I suffered the torments of hell when he talked of suicide before Bloom.
- What? Mr Power whispered. Why?
- His father hath been poisoned, Martin Cunningham whispered.
Once, I was chatting with Dragana and she told me there was a time in Belgrade.
To make a joke, maybe that would give off a bit 'of flirting, I told her
- If you're afraid I can come and hold you in your bed tonight.
- My darling, "replied, I tried the bombings, what do you want me to face a storm?
The March 24, 1999, NATO took note of the failure of negotiations and, without seeking a UN mandate for the announced vetoes of Russia and China, began his work of "persuasion." The bombing begins in the dark, after 20 in the region of the outskirts of Belgrade and Pristina.
On March 25, 1999 Dragana, who has just done 20 years, still does not know anything about these bombardament
i do not think there will ever be. Like every other day he went to college.
"We're almost at 2000, does not happen again that a European city will be bombed"
This is what they all say, this is what he believes.
'll run a few hours later, knowing the alarm sound and air, shortly after the bomb.
So it was for 77 days. In those days almost everything stopped. Dragana remember that we lived together, relatives, friends, in whose house had apartments on the first floor. It is not did nothing, then playing cards, joking, laughing. All in all a most enjoyable period, at least for those who had died. There were approximately 2000 casualties among the Serbs, none of the NATO forces, depleted uranium apart.
in Belgrade were hit mainly military and political objectives. There was perhaps a mistake. A hospital was hit, but this news was subsequently denied by the Born and brought back to the propaganda of Milosevic : the building was actually hit a barracks ...
Dragana, proof that no resentment towards the Americans and other countries that participated, which has no interest to the ideologies, tells me that in reality, it was just a hospital.
Then want to clarify ...
- If it had been a barracks, would make a difference? At most they would be killed young people forced to become soldiers not to go to jail, instead of sick people.
Someone wants to argue?
a bowl of sc hiuma cross on which were placed in a mirror and a razor.
A yellow dressing gown, disheveled, the levitating gently behind or
the breath of the mild morning air. He lifted up the bowl and intoned:
Introibo to Dei altar.
With one eye open and one closed read these words. Train 05.02 to Ponte Galeria, from there to Heathrow airport. E then flight, London Heathrow, waiting, another flight, Beograd, Srbjia.
M
the accompanying James Joyce, with more than any other book that has celebrated fame. FLASH FORWARD
few days ago Ermanno tell me ...
"Ulysses you are reading now?? thought I had read when I was 18!"
I had only read a few pages .. not easy to find in 18 years the spirit to embark in 741 pages of internal thoughts, mental associations, classical allegories, the traditional rhyme ndi or ni Irish, etc etc sexual sublimation.
But I was a fan of psychoanalysis (or rather .. a fan of Freud) and Joyce was by all accounts the king wrote sense that it had accepted the new innovative in describing the 'human being.
I said right then and there that Joyce and Svevo were the greatest, even though I had read Joyce for precisely, a few pages (Svevo I was a bit 'more honest ...)
But cities can not be known by tour guides or ser vices television, and books can are treated by the critical notes, perhaps accompanied by some page indicated. The idea for this blog came to me during my day in Belgrade. Telling feelings of travel and read, in wonderful combination that often result. Urban explorations and sentimental.
So it was right to start from the end, the journey that has given the idea.
January 4, at 5:55 station of Ponte Galeria, asshole of the world on the outskirts of Rome .. little miss who minutes train to Fiumicino airport. It's cold little mica. L in the waiting room has two doors, one forward and one back, left open to anyone who enters. As a railway worker gets up to close them in the gallery are in the wind. Better get out. Nebbi to damp and cold. Current colder winter this heat not. There is a bar and missing 4 minutes to the train. It can do. A rich cappuccino hiesto boiling.
The journey has begun, and it started a rush: 24 pages in the first hour, I met the famous Stephen Dedalus. And 'he was my first companion, cultured, complex, boring .. at least for the moment. Then Leopold Bloom is more sympathetic, more human, with its pleasant "defects". Then it will Dragana, I will come to take Belgrade airport ... sent me an email a few days earlier to clarify: I'm so happy to come, but I hope you do not do illusions, I also have a boy, that's not really a boyfriend but when I go out together often. Do not worry Dragana, you're pretty and people the , but it was you who put me on the plane.
4 days ... will pass soon. Have you ever traveled alone? The feelings are mixed, the reclusive chin at home is always there in the most persuasive maples leisure temptations that present themselves as alternatives.
Here is the train to the airport.
Sull'atla
nte Belgrade stands out the geographic location at the crossroads of two rivers, the Sava and Danube, the best known, where there is a vast plain that the end begins in southern Slovakia. In north-central Serbia, the state loses the pieces. What a beautiful country could be Yugoslavia, a great nature, diverse and beautiful city, a melting pot of races and cultures. What basketball team had! Even in football might have been stronger than us. It was decided instead to take the road of hate and perhaps now the Serbs are the ones who pay the highest price. The stew is not yet over for them, has just separated Mon you negro, Vojvodina start talking to them. and Kosovo do not know what to do yet. Milosevic wanted a greater Serbia, Serbia is now smaller than ever, lost in Europe that still does not want pity. The airlines connecting Belgrade with the world are not 13, in Bucharest there have a score to make a comparison. Domestic flights are not the Serbia has become too small .
And how many cities are reachable from the former Yugoslavia Belgrade voucher and know?
A ...
.. Podgorica, Montenegro just split with that, the only domestic flight has become international. Nothing to Ljubljana, Zagreb and Split, to Sarajevo or Skopje. The g uerr to be over, but it is not so much that you want well now.
Ulysses recounts a day in Dublin, a few hours from dawn to after midnight. A modern odyssey is an epic of the human body, such as on or same author called it.
the middle of is committed to exploring novel, Leopold Bloom. E ' was defined as the average man sensitive to his ability to gather information on the human reality to the senses. Visual, auditory, olfactory, gustatory, tactile. I would add a wing between, sexual. Mr Bloom's libido behaves like
a center sensory reactions instincts there than rational. So I tell Belgrade, categorized into sensations.
VIEW
makes you feel young. Somewhere in the East: morning pres to: around dawn. Travel around before the sun, steal a day's journey. Always continue so ever become more than a day old technique.
The town is interesting, especially beautiful at night thanks to a LIGHTING one really impressive, enhanced by Christmas decorations, which here last twice as long. The vast majority Orthodox then celebrates Christmas on January 7, Dragana but tells me that the decorations were made before 25 December. you want to feel aligned with the rest of the world. The New Year is celebrated twice, since those who follow the Julian calendar, celebrates the day that for us is the Gregorian on January 13. Most are elderly and giovanis s imitate, exploiting the ' opportunity for a night at the disco more.
At the heart of Belgrade Fortress Kalemedgan. Overlooking the city, offering a panorama view extended especially on the and new city, as well as rivers. The building itself is not thrilled those who are accustomed to much more important to archeology, but following this policy should not an Italian ever travel abroad. There is a bit 'of everything, some walls of the Roman Singidunum, medieval walls and arches of the fort itself, garrison that bears the signs of the restoration of rationalistic era communist. Then a zoo, an Orthodox church, a rooftop bar co, a huge park, with grand old trees, a myriad of sculptures celebrants who do not know, is the largest sculpture dedicated to France, as perhaps single obvious tribute to another country (the gami colonial separately). I see the day alone, attended by elders in healthy walk by practitioners joggers or those who stretch the dogs. I see at night, illuminated by a fascinating and ten ebros midnight blue, the n company D Ragana, the n half many couples kissing. But no n us.
as an offshoot of Kalemedgan, extends Knez Mihailova, the way of walking, shopping, events. Surrounded by buildings of good workmanship, but of remembrance with a Slavic accent Vienna, course. Aesthetically, the Serbs made their figure. High, not too much as the Croats have their own characteristics slaves mixed with something Mediterranean. In men, the increase in balding s
apparent, even stronger than in the rest of the world .. perhaps because here you do not use shaving to zero and are peeled only peeled, not the shaved. Women prefer the long hair, tight jeans, boots. Dragana quit this plate has a face and a haircut to look a bit 'the beginning of Geena Davis, with freckles very pretty Incontrada model. Is not high, looks younger than his nearly 28 years. V es you predominantly fearing long skirts, boots, but brings them too. Shoes can say a lot of economic nation, I am speaking of those nations where most people are not branded. U n old jeans can also correspond to the standards of current fashion, where the rents add value to the head, a t-shirt can make her figure even if it costs 5 €. But if the shoes as clean and polished, show clear signs of wear is likely that the wearer is not doing too well. I've got built over an empirical test, which always gives me reasonable results. I am not here to explain all the refined technique of "scarpometro" and commenting on the results, but I can say that in Belgrade the outcome was good, definitely above average in Eastern Europe. This surprises me, I thought that sapped by years of war and then by the bombing "charitable" Born of the Serbian economy to languish at lower levels. Dragana I ask what is the average level of income, tell me about 200 €. Prices vary from 40 to 70-80% of the corresponding Italian prices, then we say that in real terms correspond to a salary of 350 € from us. In my opinion not enough to have good shoes e. I remember reading that Serbia is perhaps the European country with the highest percentage of undeclared income for the so many are not limited to the average salary. Dragana also has a car, a Daewoo Kalos, which brings me around for hours. And I pay all the dinners we do together (only once I was able to offer me, because it was my birthday). He works as a physiotherapist for children with spinal disorders. He made several holiday abroad. I believe that at least 400 € to take them home.
One last thing to close the topic VIEW:
what remains of the past, which prefigures the future.
The signs of the bombing there are more, I've only seen a building with visible damage, and they were renovating. Bridges have been rebuilt, tracks, government buildings. Always shines on the hill of the politicians that the villa was Milosevic, I do not know that it is used now. In a villa near the residence of the widow of Zoran Djindjic killed the president in 2003, perhaps from the Zemun mafia, mafia perhaps much more powerful and legal. In late January in Serbia, there will be parliamentary elections. The city is full of posters, including Dick, of Bogoljub Karic (see photo). Dragana and I speak with a friend who seems to be very de
ntro political life. They tell me that it is the leader of Pokret Snaga Srbije, in Italian "Serbia Movement Strength." And 'a tycoon who has made billions in obscurity at the time of Milosevic and now threatens the very jail, unless unable to go to parliament. I recalled someone.
TOUCH
Accosciat0 said the newspaper on commode turning the pages one o'clock dop either on bare knees. Something new and easy. Not no hurry. Tratteniamola a bit '.
This time I wanted to save the hotel, since already the flight costs be 300 € (Ryanair, where are you?). From the internet I find this Royal Hotel, centrally located 3-star, 32 € per night, with 35 single use. Honest enough from the site, you could see the video in which they were shown rooms, dining r
estaurant, reception, all pretty close. So it's not that I expected a crab. The room appears to me at its worst, perhaps they forgot to clean it. The red carpet of the floor is hard, smooth consumption at certain points. Look closely: there are crumbs and hair types. It would be difficult for the scientific identification of my killer. Also the red velvet curtains, velvet soft to the touch and annoying, the bed is double, since I decided to supplement, but the sheets are single. Harsh. 3 covers of wool in the closet. The first night, the unpleasant sensation of the mattress naked in contact with my leg, what will be the last leg that had touched?
Shower saving. Standing on the ceramic bathtub, old but not damaged. Especially clean. Hot water from perfect, easy to mix, despite the health of the era.
After the first day the room is cleaned with much more care, feel better.
also improve the temperature of the drink that I served in the Spartan breakfast included (a drink, a pancake). The first coffee of the day was pretty cold. N elle breakfast later be able to have tea at acceptable temperatures.
Mr. Bloom spent his day with a Dublin bar of soap in his pocket. Often is having to move to the trouble of the when sitting or for fear of ruining the dress. My soap is the camera, which accompanies me on my tour, often changing his pocket as needed, or my comfort.
TASTE
Mr Bloom ate with great relish the entrails of animals and birds. He liked thick giblet soup, hot fishing boats, a stuffed roast heart, liver slices fried and breaded, fried cod roe. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which lasciav
anus on the palate a fine taste of urine slightly aromatic. The Serbian cuisine, as well as other neighboring countries mainly based on meat. The first night
Dragana wants to take me to a restaurant to try their barbecue. "You do not want to bring you a pizza?" He says. Please, wherever you go you must try the house specialty. The place is out of town, and with the opportunity to show me much of Belgrade "external". There is another girl with us, which is presented to me as her best friend. The name is too hard to be remembered. And I will not need to remember, because she does not come to dinner. Bringing her back to her car and go to the restaurant, but we find closed for holiday. Dragana also tends to apologize a lot of things not at fault. Do you know another restaurant like that, we go there. It is the maximum safe driving, distracted and often does not assess the risks with due consideration of traffic in Belgrade, which is pretty intense but retains the smoothness that can make it worse the damage. Reflecting on this, when she, perhaps reading my thoughts, I talk about the incident that has made a few days before. I'm beginning to worry. There is to do a reversal, that the way in which we had to turn skipped. Dragana the start, but then stops, thinking they were having to watch if u car na direction from which they could not come. One hand reaches, and beautiful special
fingers, on the other side. Shit .. Dragana ... quack! The car sounds but does not slow down. Impact -5, -4, -3, -2 .... Draga na again, very quiet, almost self there, I have 10 years more, but do not let him see. The second restaurant is closed ... there are recommended third, I hope he is not far. It would be impolite to ask to guide me. We are able to reach the third is open. We sit down and glad you are asking what can we eat the waiter. We can not eat anything, but we can have a coffee, the kitchen opens the following day. We drink our coffee, as I begin to hear Dragana, who I met for just 2 hours. Like, more than picture, where it appears a bit 'different. She apologizes again for the whole situation of the restaurants. I try to flirt a bit '. He smiles a lot, but basically it makes me understand that there is no tripe for cats. After the coffee we try a fourth restaurant, the kind recommended by the waiter. Finally opened, and is also a nice place. The menu is strictly Serbian, with Cyrillic characters, so I have to entrust to my friend that I ordered a mixture of various roasted meats. Tastes different from our own roasts, but definitely good. Above all preparations, such as sausages or the species of small hamburger flavored reminiscent mititeii Romanians are very nice. The platter Roast is accompanied by a sort of ratatouille mousse, which goes well, good beer and a Serb. There is no way to pay the bills, so I can not talk about value for money.
So I do not remember the name of the restaurant and I would not be able to give directions to find him.
SMELL
PS Tell me what perfume uses your wife. I want to know
MARTHA
toast for my birthday was on the basis of mulled wine. In a very nice local flax, resembling a living room of fancier made off with books scattered, comfortable sofas and music that ranges from Prodigy to Joy Division. Toast with the first glass. The wine is strong, warm, fragrant spices such as cinnamon surely. In other tables smoking. Almost everyone smokes in Belgrade, Dragana not, that seems to embody in all respects a model of virtuous girl. Some people smoke the hookah, and everything becomes more oriental.
I have not had lunch, and hunger is felt, almost enough to make me look challenging the desires of Mr. Bloom, to a sizzling kidneys in melted butter. O that I smell the pages of the pub snack Davy Byrne, based sandwich with gorgonzola, olives and Italian glass of Burgundy.
The wine is fasting effect, warms the veins, the smell of spices and smoke a bit drugged me '.
I order a second cup .. so the only thing that I can pay this holiday.
sexual desire, or perhaps even greater intimacy raised.
Dragana wonder if something feels like it. She drank a glass iere only that, but if it is almost teetotal, as I said, maybe it should be a little 'drunk too.
We try to pick up a bit 'the temperature of the conversation ...
not follow me ... looks more like a bit 'worried and sad.
Of them recently told me that evening that unfortunately can not be with me because it's Christmas Eve and has to go to church, that they also have a midnight mass.
is still very sorry, thereby charging other crimes that did not. Brings me back to the hotel at 20.30 and returns home for his Christmas Eve.
at 20.31, then end the evening of my birthday day. I watch some television channels that celebrate the Mass, the Orthodox church here has incorporated the pagan ritual of burning a kind of pile of branches and leaves I do not know what tree. I could go to the Basilica of St. Sava to smell the mix of coals and winter, faith and superstition. But I feel tired, Tomorrow I will go to St. Sava.
HEARING
Martin Cunningham whispered:
- I suffered the torments of hell when he talked of suicide before Bloom.
- What? Mr Power whispered. Why?
- His father hath been poisoned, Martin Cunningham whispered.
Once, I was chatting with Dragana and she told me there was a time in Belgrade.
To make a joke, maybe that would give off a bit 'of flirting, I told her
- If you're afraid I can come and hold you in your bed tonight.
- My darling, "replied, I tried the bombings, what do you want me to face a storm?
The March 24, 1999, NATO took note of the failure of negotiations and, without seeking a UN mandate for the announced vetoes of Russia and China, began his work of "persuasion." The bombing begins in the dark, after 20 in the region of the outskirts of Belgrade and Pristina.
On March 25, 1999 Dragana, who has just done 20 years, still does not know anything about these bombardament
i do not think there will ever be. Like every other day he went to college. "We're almost at 2000, does not happen again that a European city will be bombed"
This is what they all say, this is what he believes.
'll run a few hours later, knowing the alarm sound and air, shortly after the bomb.
So it was for 77 days. In those days almost everything stopped. Dragana remember that we lived together, relatives, friends, in whose house had apartments on the first floor. It is not did nothing, then playing cards, joking, laughing. All in all a most enjoyable period, at least for those who had died. There were approximately 2000 casualties among the Serbs, none of the NATO forces, depleted uranium apart.
in Belgrade were hit mainly military and political objectives. There was perhaps a mistake. A hospital was hit, but this news was subsequently denied by the Born and brought back to the propaganda of Milosevic : the building was actually hit a barracks ...
Dragana, proof that no resentment towards the Americans and other countries that participated, which has no interest to the ideologies, tells me that in reality, it was just a hospital.
Then want to clarify ...
- If it had been a barracks, would make a difference? At most they would be killed young people forced to become soldiers not to go to jail, instead of sick people.
Someone wants to argue?
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