london carnival

people in london know how to carnival...

notting hill has been for two days assaulted by tourists going mad and dancing in the streets, and a large square of this neighboroughood was the centre of the biggest audio-systems you've ever seen
racks of 10, 20 30 speakers tied together to get a constant drone (if you were walking at some distance) or to make your nose bleeding and your chest bumping (if you were crazy enough to get too close to any of these
locations). Children are dancing inside the trucks hosting deejay screaming on a loop "yooooooooo!!!! are you haaaappppppyyyyy????!!?!? letsSTARThereweGOOOO": one of these children was getting sick on the street for this, and the mother was upset because she couldnt dance and showup anymore (i think that there's a competition for the "nuttest mother of the carnival", and she was clearly winning)

what's also interesting though is what happens around the event, thousands of policemen/women deployed everywhere, helicopters high in the sky, and of course fights in the streets after dozens of beer cans

the most dangerous event you can have in an italian carnival is getting hit by candies, trown by the trucks full of questionable, typical italian masks (if you're lucky you're hit by maria grazia cucinotta or valeria marini, if you're not, maybe it's berlusconi)

but if you feel risky enough you can still try and throw some oranges in the beutiful ivrea carnival, where people throw oranges for three days, in a parade of trucks with horses. The smell of squashed oranges and escrements of the horses is something i'll remember forever

Alton Towers dream-like

yesterday a loose group of people (Ilaria, Angela, Des, Katerina, Tannishta, Avik and myself) went to the well-known Alton Towers, a sort of theme park with many many many many people enjoying hours in a queue to get a 30 seconds ride on the fastest set of carriages in the world

I see that britain finds that "Rita" is a very scary name for a very fast and furious speedo-matic engine, but for an Italian "Rita" is something like "Tracy" ("Hey wozzup???" "Jo man, ive been on Tracy, waaaaa!!!"), which sounds more like a porno-conversation than a very intimistic ride with your intestine and stomach upside down

I much preferred the optical tricks and shake-shake-shake of the haunted castle, or the real fulfilling sensation of flying with twirls of "air", man, that's enjoyable!!

maybe i'm too old for these things, and I coulodnt really enjoy all the amusements in the park like Tanni (sometimes i envy her enthusiastic approach to life), expecially i dont understand the point of something called "oblivion", where you drop vertically from 80 meters inside a black smoking hole. Bah, i prefer smoking something else

discoteque cats

During my stay in Milton Keynes, once I was refused to enter a club because i was wearing white sport shoes, which i really like by the way. Apparently if you wear sports you are some kind of nuts and idiot hooligan as a principle

this is to say that in our new shared house, today i discovered that they're installing a new device for wannabe-club-cats. It's a traditional flap like dozens seen in every door, but it's only opened through a special collar that your favourite pet is wearing

I remember entering the U2 "infamous" VIP-heart-shaped-circle during one of their concerts: together with ten or so friend we passed around the "exclusive" bracelet that only some lucky people were meant to have, so i was wondering if some form of sub-culture among cats is already spreading in this sense

Today is a strange day
I was notified that soon I will be moved from my desk. Somebody else will be occupying my place. I think this is a weird situation, I'm in the middle of nothing and something's got to give
just a thought and a feeling, afterall