Wedding in Centocelle

vendredi 9 juillet 2010

Publié par red.impala // à vendredi, juillet 09, 2010 //

Wedding in Centocelle

One Saturday this spring I was sleeping waiting an sms to wake me up. It was too early for a Saturday morning and missed the sms. It would have been a good idea to ignore totally that invitation, but I didn't know at that time! So on this rainy rainy day I met this friend and 3 hours before the wedding he was supposed to attend I decided to take the chance to assist to an italian wedding once in my life :)

As I said it was raining. My friend is a milanese lawyer and was wearing a lawyer black suit... I put my high heels on and a light colored trousers and the journey started... The wedding was in Centocelle. It is a poor and popular era of Rome far behind the Termini station and I had never been there. Our mission was to reach the church with public transport. ^^ We finally managed to find the connecting bus line but had no idea were our bus stop was as this street (via casilina) is several kilometer long. Remember my friend the lawyer with his milanese accent and myself looking like a lost displaced english girl in a crowded misty bus with a higher than average percentage of immigrants. I would have asked someone on the bus were the bus stop was, but no! my friend said "don't worry! I have the GPS" he took the GPS out of his pocket and started to programme it. The other passengers were glimpsing towards us. A man offered his help. "no, no, it's ok I have the GPS" he answered. Then my friend tried to follow the way while I was trying to read the bus stop names. ...... It was so out of place that I started to laugh... But he was so proud and convinced that I couldn't stop laughing thinking how stupid we looked. :D

Shame doesn't kill!!! and new experiences either ;)

After that the wedding was interesting.

You don't need to wait for the telegram...

Ce matin-là, le monde commençait pour nous à s’émouvoir. L’opérateur de T. S. F. nous remit enfin un télégramme : deux pylônes, plantés dans le sable, nous reliaient une fois par semaine à ce monde: Courrier France-Amérique parti de Toulouse 5 h 45 stop. Passé Alicante 11 h 10. (...) En dix minutes, la nouvelle nous parvenait par Barcelone, par Casablanca, par Agadir, puis se propageait vers Dakar. Sur cinq mille kilomètres de ligne, les aéroports étaient alertés. (...) Un moteur grondait quelque part. De Toulouse jusqu’au Sénégal on cherchait à l’entendre.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. Courrier Sud.

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Inspiration (2): Impalas

An impala is a medium-sized African antelope. The name impala comes from the Zulu language meaning "gazelle".

Impala range between 73 and 92 cm (29 and 36 in) tall. Average mass for a male impala is 46 to 76 kg (100 to 170 lb), while females weigh about 35 to 50 kg (77 to 110 lb). They are normally reddish-brown in color (hence the Afrikaans name of "Rooibok"), have lighter flanks and white underbellies with a characteristic "M" marking on the rear. Impalas are an ecotone species living in light woodland with little undergrowth and grassland of low to medium height. They have an irregular distribution due to dependence on free water, soils with good drainage with firm footing and moderate or less slope. While they are usually close to water in the dry season, they can go weeks without drinking when they have access to green vegetation.

Impalas are adaptable foragers. They usually switch between grazing and browsing depending on the season. During wet seasons when grasses are green and growing they graze. During dry seasons it browses foliage, shoots, forbs and seeds. It can also adapt to different habitats by being a grazer in one habitat a browser in another. Leopards, cheetahs, lions and wild dogs prey on impala.

see also: http://impala-nomade.blogspot.com/2007/08/trs-prcisement.html

Impala Nomade

vendredi 9 juillet 2010