Well, I'm here again. Da ormai venti giorni, per un breve periodo ancora. Ho cambiato di nuovo casa, e ora subaffitto da Julien, un amico di Nantes che gia' conoscevo dallo scorso anno. La casa e' un appartamento in un lotto di edifici all equal, a time of workers in the steel sector. It was the area where the Russians had settled migrants, called Russian Hill.
Much of the family last year has gone back to Europe: Sandra, Anna, Josep (Catalunya), Ravinder (UK) to Vincent (France) left Pittsburgh. Others remained (Martin, Pierre, Ana, Felix), other friends are now settled, for good or ill fortune, among them Piero and Jitka, Maryrose and Laird. A small core, with the addition of new people, meet unexpected and pleasant now. Now I feel a bit 'short-lived, with one foot here and one in old Europe, but the little time that remains attached to the rest of the life of the Burgh, perhaps more than first, as some have long roots that binds me to this place is checked.
short, just a quick update for those who, like his friends or Beltra Alessio, have not resigned to the death of the blog. But it is only a fleeting passage, at least for now. I was curious to try, especially if you still remember your password, and if after all this time the site would let me enter. I did get some 'hands. The truth is that every time I think about it ... I could post it on this blog. Pero 'things to do now is build up, and I can not find enough energy. So I think for now will remain a small slit in the curtain dropped, without tearing of Hitchcock memory. Regards.
