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In serata a cena mi sono decisa (in realtà spinta da Mohan) a mangiare “alla maniera indiana”, ossia usando solo le mani aiutandosi a raccogliere il cibo con pezzi del loro pane (piatto, tipo piadina ma più soffice). Quanto è vero che il modo di mangiare riesce a cambiare anche il sapore di quello che mangi!
Questo lo definirei anche il giorno dell’attesa … si perché all’indomani, finalmente, sarei stata faccia a faccia con quello che per mesi ho atteso di vedere da vicino: il Taj Mahal.
All’interno della Moschea di FATEHPUR SIKRI.
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At dinner I had my food “at the Indian manner”, using only my hands and pieces of their bread. How true is that the way you eat can change also the taste of what you are having!
This can be also defined for me the “waiting day” … because the day after, finally, I would have been (is it correct? verbs are so difficult) face to face with the magic Taj Mahal.
Inside the Mosque in FATEHPUR SIKRI.
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Special people for a special event.
In particular, I want to thank Lui Tasini that made my personal exhibit possible and all the people that appreciated my pictures.
THE YELLOW FRISBEE
The first time it was just a flying frisbee.
Yellow.
The fact that it was yellow comes clearly to my mind, because the sky was gray, as were the sea and the sand.
It could be just a boy's game to break the winter borderline: some throws, a couple of friendly laughs, breathing shortly and snorting in a cold wet November day.
It would have become a half forgotten dream, a yellow frisbee in the winter gray, a piece of colour among the others, in the colourful Rimini of the eighties.
But on that yellow frisbee was written a name, and the beginning of a story that would last for a thousand chapters, one for every frisbee that was used, spoiled, taken away around the world.
Rimini is a strange town, halfway between the fun-factory and the silent melancholy that surrounds it when the last beach umbrella is closed and the stores are sealed with wooden panels.
If you try to catalogue it, you will always remain one step behind, because it is not easy to define such a town.
Its definition is elusive. It is not just a seaside place, or a tourist town, because its village is full of walking celebrities and of walking common men, common people which are the real characters, the real soul of Rimini.
Rimini has plenty of streets full of hotels and cobblestone lanes with the “osteria” in the basement, the road that takes you to the hill, and the dusty path that reaches the floating cabin on the river.
And it has a huge beach, which is beach umbrellas and coconut smell, mojitos and sunscreens, secret loves and lost children, but also solitude and bad waves, frozen wind and beach walking, looking for shells and pieces of wood taken by the storm and coming from nowhere.
You see, that yellow frisbee would create a thousand chapters story just in this town:
Because Rimini, funny and melancholy, sunny and sad, exaggerated and shy, can make people dream, and believe in dreams.
The yellow frisbee boy, each day of the year, was playing at the harbor.
Alone, imperturbable, weird and crazy.
The Rimini people watched him, here he is, the nut with the Frisbee.
They stood there eating lupini, or a piadina, and talking to each others, and from time to time: “You’re good at it!”
The Frisbee boy smiled back, "thanks!" and got back to playing.
Then, one day, another boy joined the game, and after a few months two guys more, then a girlfriend, then three more friends. So much fun to play and run free on the beach, following the wind and thinking to dominate it with some 160gr of plastic.
The story filled with chapters full of laughs, runs, the first competitions, let’s go to Osterreich, to Germany, tomorrow we’ll leave for Norway.
The years passed by, some local newspapers started spreading the news: the Frisbee Rimini guys won a competition, a couple of small lines, after the obituary, but it was ok like that.
At the end of the Eighties, they were enough and strong enough to gain the right to organize a trophy there, at their home: they decided to prepare the ideal trophy, the one they dreamed of, travelling along Europe and running after frisbees and medals.
They had a beach, and in their DNA the attitude to welcome people that only the Romagna people possess, half tourism vocation and half a selfish desire to have fun themselves, and that bizarre irony that makes them special.
So, let’s try, they said to each others, and they created an event, which had to include games, fun parties, fish, wine and everything they could think of to make it special and memorable.
The name had to be Riminian too, so they called it Paganello.
And they laughed a lot about it, because it was an inside joke, since Paganello is an ugly and stupid fish of the Adriatic Sea.
Since then, a thousand frisbees have passed by.
So many thousands more if we consider the frisbees taken with them by the other players.
Because at the 19th edition, in 2009, there were 1700 frisbee players on the Rimini beach, 106 teams and 80000 people watching the crazy guys coming from America, Africa, Oceania and Europe.
Rimini was all dressed up for the meeting, as it always does, to welcome everybody.
A big circus tent on the beach, and fighting ancient Romans for the theme party, and gazebos, live music stages and shows.
And colors everywhere, flashes of color.
And frisbees.
Everywhere.
This year the Paganello theme will be ‘Amarcord’.
Because the promoters, the same people of the Eighties, do not forget to be a part of this land, sons of a town halfway between the fun-factory and the undertaken melancholy and do not forget that yellow frisbee.
And that memory comes clearly to my mind, the gray sky, the gray sea and sand, and that flashy sliver and a boy running to catch it.
And that frisbee carried a name written on it, funny and strange like the boy who was playing with it: Clay.
Lui Tasini
[Clay Collerà, born in 1956, brought frisbee in Rimini in 1978. Founder of the Libera Società del Frisbee sport association, of the Cota Rica, Rimini Ultimate Frisbee Team, and moreover Italian, European and World winner, is for everybody here the Italian symbol of this sport.
Thanks to him and the guys that followed him in his crazy dream, Rimini each Easter creates the world's biggest frisbee event on the beach, building up a village in which sport, show and music merge, to offer to all the people coming from all over the world, the “dreamed trophy”.]
Simply type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr search.
Then, using only the first page, pick an image.
Then, copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into this mosaic maker (http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php)
1. What is your first name? ReiTuki , ok i dont know this name is same as a Japanese band lol
2. What is your favorite food? Ham!!
3. What high school did you go to? Poly U, that is university..because i cant find my secondary school in flickr lol
4. What is your favorite color? black ;D
5. Who is your celebrity crush? Sigur Ros ! their music made me change ;D
6. Favorite drink? Chinese tea :9
7. Dream vacation? i like stay home...but Iceland is a beautiful place isn't it xD? (ok because i like Sigur ros xD )
8. Favorite dessert? chocolate \O/
9. What you want to be when you grow up? my secondlife avatar LOL
10. What do you love most in life? My family :D
11. One Word to describe you: Lazy
12. Your flickr name: ReiTuki, again ,i dont know this name is same as a Japanese band lol
1. Reituki, 2. Piadina con Prosciutto Cotto, 3. IMG_3331, 4. Black & White Farm, 5. Sigur Ros, 6. chinese-style tea time, 7. Iceland, 8. Chocolate earl grey cake, 9. Even without wings, 10. My Family, 11. Lazy Fluffy, 12. Reita nanana
It's Dolphin Pete! To celebrate the recent painting of him on the walls of @la_piadina I have released a print of him and for this weekend only paper and canvas prints of Dolphin Pete are 30% off in my internet shop. Use the code "pete". An Ode to Dolphin Pete Dolphins are nice, dolphins are neat This guy is even called Dolphin Pete He chases the summer all year round Surfing summer waves with a leap and a bound He competes in all the surf comps and always wins Probably because he really knows how to wiggle his fins He is also a world champion hula hooper And has a brother called Maxwell and another called Cooper The End via Instagram ift.tt/21D4Wt4
PA_1088 [? points]
A much smaller version of PA_1081 landed in the 5ème arrondissement on this wall above a crêpes stand.
Other views:
PA_1088 (Zoom-in, June 2014)
PA_1088 (Street view 2, June 2014)
Date of invasion: unknown, estimated early January 2014 (First seen on Flickr on 14/01/2014 by Street_art77)
[Visited this Donkey Kong in persion 6 days after first appearance on Flickr]
As a coder and freelancer in theory you can work anywhere in there world, as long as there is an internet connection available. Well, I have been a freelancer since more than 15 years but have never tested if this theory is true.
Since the circumstances were favorable I was finally able to see if this theory is true and picked Rimini as my work base for 10 days, subce it is just a one hour flight away from Munich. To people who are into sunbathing and partying this might sound like a lame excuse for a holiday, but to me roasting on the beach and doing nothing is only fun for a few hours before I have to do something that keeps my brain occupied. And partying? I had my share of partying years ago - it's fun for one night, but a whole week? And without any friends around, hanging out in a club is not really the most exciting thing to do anyway.
it's quite amazing how much solitude you can find as a lone geek in a town full of couples, families and teenage delinquents. As long as you don't mind being looked at like some weirdo when you sit on the patio with your laptop it's actually a quite nice way of working. The good thing about doing it in a holiday resort is that whenever you get hungry or thirsty the next bar or restaurant is just across the street and usually it doesn't matter what time it is, you can always get a piadina or a toast at least.
So my resume: working in a nice place actually does work. Maybe another time I would choose some place that is not as hot as Italy in summer, but overall it's a very interesting experience.
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Ingredients:
- piadina bread
- cherry tomatoes
- songino/valeriana salad
- cheese
- oil, salt, pepper
Pre-heat a pan, when it's warm put the Piadina bread, and heat it by one side and the on the other one, put all the fresh ingredients on it and then close it like a half moon. Eat it when it's still hot!
So yummy!!!