Ulisse:Il Viaggio e' l'unica costante
Nome: Riccardo
Un viaggiatore che naviga di isola in isola, di avventura in avventura
Si dice che il grande mago innamorato di una fata dei luoghi o dei luoghi stessi, tale Viviana o la Signora del Lago, sia tenuto in vita e legato da un incantesimo ad una bellissima foresta nel cuore della Bretagna.
Di ritorno da ogni vacanza in Bretagna mi ritrovo a concordare con lui, questa regione e’ semplicemente splendida, verde, rigogliosa, con il mare che la circonda ed incredibili spiagge sabbiose che invogliano a passeggiate sul bagnasciuga se non a nuotate.
Animali di tutti i tipi popolano i paesaggi e splendidi mercati zonali portano i frutti della terra alla disponibilita’ di tutti a prezzi molto accessibili.
Alcune citta’ sono vere perle artistiche, piccoli camei restati come un fermo immagine bloccati nel tempo, tipo Dinan o Saint Malo.
Le dighe infinite, i mulini a marea e vento sono come le classiche ciliegine sulla torta, semplicemente perfette.
Se a tutto questo aggiungiamo che il costo della vita’ e delle abitazioni e’ particolarmente basso, allora si capisce perche’ molti vorrebbero restarci.
By the look in your eye I can tell you're gonna cry.
Is it over me?
If it is, save your tears
for I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roam,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
I'm telling you that's my home.
You had romance, did you break it by chance
over me?
If it's so I'd like for you to know
that I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roam, mm,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
mm, that's my home.
Oh, you keep telling me, you keep telling me I'm your man.
What do I have to do to make you understand?
For I'm the type of guy who gives girl the eye,
everybody knows.
But I love them and I leave them,
break their hearts and deceive them everywhere I go.
Don't you know that I'm the type of man who is always on the roam,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home.
wherever I lay my hat, oh oh, that's my home, mm yeh,
that's my home
and I like it that way
Is it over me?
If it is, save your tears
for I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roam,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
I'm telling you that's my home.
You had romance, did you break it by chance
over me?
If it's so I'd like for you to know
that I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roam, mm,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
mm, that's my home.
Oh, you keep telling me, you keep telling me I'm your man.
What do I have to do to make you understand?
For I'm the type of guy who gives girl the eye,
everybody knows.
But I love them and I leave them,
break their hearts and deceive them everywhere I go.
Don't you know that I'm the type of man who is always on the roam,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home.
wherever I lay my hat, oh oh, that's my home, mm yeh,
that's my home
and I like it that way
(Wherever I lay my hat – Paul Young)
Il viaggiatore e’ restato bloccato nel traffico a patire il caldo al ritorno, ma si e’ goduto una splendida vacanza.
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