#crescione

[babypandaus-blog]

La tavola di Aprile

Le fragole e i primissimi frutti di bosco colorano finalmente i banchi del mercato insieme a carote, manghi e nespole succose. Affronta la stanchezza primaverile con il tè verde, energizzante, e con la forza detossinante di asparagi, agretti, puntarelle carciofi e rabarbaro, da abbinare a miglio, avena e orzo integrale. La nespola Morbida e succosa, la nespola già al primo morso rivela un…

[mucillo]

"L’addormentato nella valle"

È una gola di verzura dove il fiume canta

impigliando follemente alle erbe stracci

d’argento: dove il sole, dalla fiera montagna

risplende: è una piccola valle che spumeggia di raggi.

Un giovane soldato, bocca aperta, testa nuda,

e la nuca bagnata nel fresco crescione azzurro,

dorme; è disteso nell’erba, sotto la nuvola,

pallido nel suo verde letto dove piove la luce.

I piedi tra i gladioli, dorme. Sorridente come

sorriderebbe un bimbo malato, fa un sonno.

O natura, cullato tiepidamente: ha freddo.

I profumi non fanno più fremere la sua narice;

dorme nel sole, la mano sul suo petto

tranquillo. Ha due rose ferite sul fianco destro.

“L’addormentato nella valle” di Arthur Rimbaud 

“L’addormentato nella valle” (“Le dormeur du val”), scritta da Arthur Rimbaud nel 1870, è una poesia contro la guerra che non fa cenno ai combattimenti, ma descrive una scena idilliaca: un giovane soldato che dorme disteso su un campo. Solo alla fine si scopre che quel soldato non sta dormendo, ma giace ferito a morte da due colpi dell’artiglieria nemica.

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Alla scoperta delle iscrizioni di alcuni re del Nuovo Regno sotto le acque del Nilo ad Assuan

La missione archeologica congiunta egiziano-francese, che raggruppa il Consiglio Supremo delle Antichità rappresentato dal Dipartimento di Antichità Subacquee e l'Università Paul-Valéry di Montpellier sotto la guida del dottor Chris Crescion da parte francese, ha fatto una scoperta straordinaria. Sono state trovate diverse stele, iscrizioni e rappresentazioni in miniatura dei re Amenhotep III, Thutmose IV, Psamtik II e Apries. Questo aggiungerà certamente valore ai Tour Egitto Classico, in quanto porta alla luce due periodi critici della storia dell'antico Egitto.

Scoperta rivoluzionaria ad Assuan

La grande scoperta archeologica è avvenuta durante la prima indagine archeologica e fotografica subacquea ad Assuan. È stato durante questo progetto che sono state studiate le iscrizioni rupestri tra il lago artificiale di Assuan e l'Alta Diga. Sebbene le iscrizioni siano state localizzate per la prima volta negli anni '60 durante la campagna di salvataggio delle antichità nubiane per l'Alta Diga, fino ad oggi non sono mai state analizzate in modo adeguato. Questo recente sforzo non solo arricchisce Egypt Tours, ma apre anche la strada a escursioni a terra in Egitto per scoprire il patrimonio subacqueo meno conosciuto della regione.

Ha aggiunto che si tratta della prima stagione della missione sulle isole originali di Philae e Konosso, guidata dal Segretario Generale del Consiglio Supremo delle Antichità, Mohamed Ismail Khaled. Abd Al-Rahim ha sottolineato che le iscrizioni, essendo ben conservate, hanno aiutato molto l'équipe a documentare in modo dettagliato questi testi antichi. Questo tipo di scoperta può arricchire “Tour di un giorno in Egitto”, in cui i turisti vengono portati alla scoperta di gemme storiche nascoste dell'Egitto.

Tecniche avanzate utilizzate nel progetto

Il dottor Hisham El-Leithy, responsabile del settore Conservazione e registrazione delle antichità egiziane, ha sottolineato che durante la missione sono stati adottati metodi di immersione avanzati, oltre a rilievi archeologici, fotografia e videografia subacquea, rilievi fotogrammetrici e disegni archeologici dettagliati. L'adozione di queste tecniche moderne è stata necessaria per documentare le iscrizioni rupestri rimaste sulla superficie del Konosso, sia che fosse totalmente sommerso sia che fosse parzialmente fuori dall'acqua. Questo grado di accuratezza è stato in linea con gli standard internazionali ed è andato a suggellare queste scoperte come una caratteristica intrinseca di ogni Egitto Tours Package .

Il dottor Islam Selim, direttore generale del Dipartimento delle Antichità Subacquee, ha dichiarato che un'équipe sta ora lavorando per realizzare modelli 3D delle iscrizioni scoperte. Questi saranno studiati in preparazione di una pubblicazione accademica e per la protezione e la conservazione di questo patrimonio culturale. Questa iniziativa manifesta anche la possibilità di nuove scoperte legate all'antico Egitto, che sono così associate alla XVIII dinastia, compreso il periodo di re Thutmose IV e re Amenhotep III. Inoltre, fornisce informazioni sul Periodo Tardo e include il periodo di Re Psamtik II e Re Apries. I visitatori che si uniscono a Tour di Pasqua in Egitto avranno la possibilità di saperne di più su queste scoperte con l'aiuto di mostre o tour speciali.

Una nuova dimensione del turismo egiziano: La tecnologia all'avanguardia combinata con il significato storico conferisce ulteriore fascino ai Tour di un giorno in Egitto dal Cairo e ad altre città. È qui che la storia antica si fonde con i moderni approcci archeologici ai visitatori della regione. Da Classic Tours a Escursioni a terra in Egitto, tali scoperte conferiscono ulteriore valore ai viaggi di scoperta dell'antico Egitto.

Con scoperte come queste, Egypt Tours continua a consolidare la reputazione del Paese come centro globale per la storia, la cultura e l'avventura, offrendo qualcosa di straordinario per ogni viaggiatore.

[mariaceciliacamozzi]

COME GUARIRE DALL’IPERTENSIONE IN MODO NATURALE

Esistono accorgimenti in grado di ridurre il rischio cardiovascolare evitando il ricorso ai farmaci? Certo che esistono. Se le battute di Padre Taddeo ti sembrano vaghe ed obsolete in quanto formulate un secolo fa, ti propongo il decalogo messo a punto dagli esperti della Mayo Clinic americana (leggermente adattato secondo le nostre visuali igieniste).

DECALOGO DELLA CELEBRE MAYO CLINIC AMERICANA ✔️Perdere i chili di troppo. La pressione aumenta di pari passo con il peso. Tenere d’occhio anche il girovita che non deve superare i 102 centimetri per l’uomo e gli 89 cm per la donna. Ogni chilo di grasso perso corrisponde generalmente a 1 mm Hg di pressione in meno.

✔️Fare esercizio fisico. Basta una semplice camminata quotidiana di un’ora, anche con l’aiuto di racchette, per prevenire o far regredire l’ipertensione, oltre che aiutare a ridurre lo stress e bruciare grassi in eccesso. Cerca di allenarti due volte la settimana anche per la forza muscolare, con esercizi a corpo libero o anche con pesi.

✔️Mangiare sano, vale a dire verdura, frutta, semini, cereali, rispecchiando esattamente quanto sosteniamo noi con la dieta vegan-crudista tendenziale sobria, digeribile, sostenibile, divertente e personalizzabile, inserendo anche carciofi e finocchi crudi, tarassaco e crescione, asparagi e ortiche, fragole e meloni, papaia e ananas, visto che ogni rafforzamento corporale richiede sempre di essere preceduto da un piano depurativo. Assumi molto potassio che aiuta a prevenire e controllare l’ipertensione.

✔️Eliminare grassi saturi e trans.

✔️Ridurre il sale, mai superando i 2.300 mg al giorno, ossia l’equivalente di un cucchiaino raso. Chi ha più di 50 anni o è già iperteso conclamato o diabetico dovrebbe limitarsi a 1.500 mg al giorno. ✔️Consuma meno cibi pronti, quasi sempre ricchi di sodio, e limita il sale a tavola, prediligendo spezie semplici e sane come condimento. Dai il tempo al palato di abituarsi al nuovo gusto dei cibi con meno sale.

✔️Ridurre l’alcol ai minimi termini. Massimo mezzo bicchiere di vino o un bicchiere di birra. Per le donne le quantità devono essere dimezzate.

✔️Niente fumo attivo e passivo. Fa male a tutto e alza la pressione. ✔️Niente caffè e the.

✔️Taglio netto a stress e ansia mediante pause di relax, meditazione, yoga, esercizi respiratori e attività fisica costante. Procurarsi un misuratore di pressione con una piccola spesa e monitorare i tuoi valori a casa. ✔️Stile di vita più sano con parenti e amici che incoraggiano e non boicottano.

Ovvio che quando si intraprende un miglioramento dieta è non solo consigliato, ma anche obbligatorio, procedere a uno stop progressivo e graduale di tutti i farmaci, condotto con la necessaria prudenza ma anche con decisione. Sangue fluido significa vivere con una formula corporale diversa, per cui non si è più inchiodati alla schiavitù farmacologica.

Valdo Vaccaro

[thepaperboatblog]

La tradizione dell'acqua di San Giovanni vuole che si prepari con erbe e fiori spontanei raccolti al tramonto. Ma io, che abito in centro, le erbe spontanee le ho sul balcone: da anni alimento la mia fioriera con terriccio di bosco, semi buttati lì a caso, pezzi di frutta e verdura "germogliabili" e piantine raccolte qui e là. Quindi ho semplicemente preso quello che la fioriera mi offriva: un fiore di orchidea quasi sfiorito, violette (che ho salvato dal cortile dei miei suoceri), calendula, bocca di leone, un fiorellino di pisello, una foglia di limone e una di crescione (che è spuntato dopo anni di silenzio). Queste tradizioni sono antiche quanto il tempo e vanno preservate, perché sono bellissime e parlano di un mondo più legato alla natura e alla sua meraviglia.

#sangiovanni #acquadisangiovanni #solstiziodestate #midsummer #fiori #nottedellestreghe

#flower #herb #teacup #soil

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Altri tipi di insalata - Insalata di crescione + Insalata di orapi + Cardo di S. pellegrino

Altri tipi di insalata – Insalata di crescione + Insalata di orapi + Cardo di S. pellegrino

INSALATA DI CRESCIONE un mazzo di foglie tenere di crescione olio d’oliva quanto basta mezzo bicchiere di aceto bianco sale quanto basta Si lavano le foglie e si lasciano scolare. Si condiscono con olio d’oliva, aceto bianco e sale. INSALATA DI ORAPI un mazzetto di foglie tenere di orapi olio d’oliva quanto basta mezzo bicchiere di aceto bianco sale quanto basta Si lavano le foglie di…

[hisj]

#Nasturtium_officinale #watercress #yellowcress #cresson de fontaine #cresson_officinal #echte_Brunnenkresse #Brunnenkresse witte #waterkers #crescione d'acqua #オランダガラシ #クレソン (三ツ寺公園) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNvSKylgHVF/?igshid=ctmdyalj9lsv

[sahjesskamy]

Venerdì 5 Gennaio 2018

[chef-graziu]

Oggi Crescione selvatico , cardoncelli , uova di quaglia oppure preferite il famoso Sanguinaccio? #food #cucina #gastronomia #italia #sardegna #streetfood #carnival #carnevale #funghi #sanguinaccio #crescione https://www.instagram.com/p/B897_paIE5s/?igshid=zc639479qgvn

[pontebocca]

くまもとクレソンが旬です。 立派です。 ちなみに本日のランチパスタでした。ベーコンとクレソンのアーリオオーリオスパゲティ。 また、やりますね。 ・ よい夫婦の日。 仲良く過ごせますように！ ・ #italian #trattoria #pontebocca #イタリアン #ポンテボッカ #tokyo #yutenji #祐天寺 #crescione #cresson #クレソン #熊本 #ピリッとしたい…いやそうでもないかな (トラットリア　ポンテボッカ) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwjRXdjh1iJ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1iiew4ab9gmjm

[thehumofthebees]

[babypandaus-blog]

Nella terza puntata dedicata ai germogli, vediamo insieme quante varietà ce ne sono in commercio e quali sono le loro caratteristiche.

[ladypassionfashion]

Buon pranzo !!! #verdura #asparagi #insalata #crescione #pranzo #cibobuono #amolaverdura #vegetariano

[faroukomar2910]

Des inscriptions de rois du Nouvel Empire découvertes sous le Nil à Assouan

La mission archéologique mixte égypto-française, regroupant le Conseil Suprême des Antiquités représenté par le Département des Antiquités Subaquatiques et l'Université Paul-Valéry de Montpellier sous la direction du Dr Chris Crescion pour la partie française, a fait une découverte extraordinaire. Ils ont trouvé plusieurs stèles, inscriptions et représentations miniatures des rois Amenhotep III, Thutmose IV, Psamtik II et Apries. Cela ajoutera certainement de la valeur à Egypt Classic Tours, car cela met en lumière deux périodes critiques de l'histoire de l'Égypte ancienne.

Découverte révolutionnaire d'Assouan

La grande découverte archéologique a eu lieu lors de la première étude archéologique et photographique sous-marine à Assouan. C'est au cours de ce projet que les inscriptions rupestres ont été étudiées entre le réservoir d'Assouan et le haut barrage. Bien que les inscriptions aient été repérées pour la première fois dans les années 1960 lors de la campagne de sauvetage des antiquités nubiennes pour le Haut Barrage, elles n'avaient jamais été correctement analysées jusqu'à présent. Cet effort récent n'enrichit pas seulement Egypt Tours mais ouvre également des perspectives pour les Excursions à terre en Égypte dans le patrimoine subaquatique moins connu de la région.

Il a précisé qu'il s'agissait de la première saison de la mission sur les îles originales de Philae et de Konosso, dirigée par le secrétaire général du Conseil suprême des antiquités, le Dr Mohamed Ismail Khaled. M. Abd Al-Rahim a souligné que les inscriptions, bien conservées, ont beaucoup aidé l'équipe à détailler la documentation appropriée de ces textes anciens. Ce type de découverte peut enrichir les excursions d'une journée en Égypte, qui permettent aux touristes de découvrir les joyaux historiques cachés de l'Égypte.

Hisham El-Leithy, chef du secteur de la préservation et de l'enregistrement des antiquités égyptiennes, a souligné qu'au cours de la mission, des méthodes de plongée avancées ont été adoptées, ainsi que des relevés archéologiques, des photographies et des vidéographies sous-marines, des relevés photogrammétriques et des dessins archéologiques détaillés. L'adoption de ces techniques modernes a été nécessaire pour documenter les inscriptions rupestres restantes à la surface du Konosso, qu'il soit totalement submergé ou partiellement hors de l'eau. Ce degré de précision est conforme aux normes internationales et a permis de sceller ces découvertes en tant qu'élément intrinsèque de chaque Egypt Tours Package.

Islam Selim, directeur général du département des antiquités sous-marines, a déclaré qu'une équipe travaillait actuellement à la réalisation de modèles 3D des inscriptions découvertes. Ceux-ci seront étudiés en vue d'une publication académique et pour la protection et la préservation de ce patrimoine culturel. Cette initiative montre également la possibilité de nouvelles découvertes liées à l'Égypte ancienne, qui sont associées à la XVIIIe dynastie, y compris la période des rois Thoutmosis IV et Amenhotep III. En outre, il fournit des informations concernant la période tardive et comprend la période des rois Psamtik II et Apries. Les visiteurs qui s'inscrivent aux circuits de Pâques en Égypte auront l'occasion d'en apprendre davantage sur ces découvertes grâce à des expositions spéciales ou à des visites guidées.

Une nouvelle dimension pour le tourisme en Égypte : La technologie de pointe combinée à l'importance historique confère une nouvelle intrigue aux circuits d'une journée en Égypte au départ du Caire et à d'autres villes. C'est ici que l'histoire ancienne se mêle aux approches archéologiques modernes pour les visiteurs de la région. De Classic Tours à Excursions à terre en Égypte, de telles découvertes ajoutent de la valeur aux voyages de découverte de l'Égypte ancienne.

Avec de telles découvertes, Egypt Tours continue de consolider la réputation du pays en tant que centre mondial de l'histoire, de la culture et de l'aventure, offrant quelque chose de remarquable à chaque voyageur.

[franzrusso]

#PiazzaMaggiore a #Bologna, ieri prima della #Primavera #igersbologna #ig_Bologna #igersitalia #vivobologna #volgobologna #piazza #piazzagrande #crescione #igersemiliaromagna #sanpetronio #instalike #tagforlike #mybologna (presso Piazza Maggiore)

[thesylvalining]

Now I cannot presume to know what you are thinking at this moment. The weekend might peer into your tired noggin like a curious Italian man on a bike when Lisa and I cruise by. If, instead, a question surfaces about why I haven’t written more frequently it’s because–aspetta, wait. A picture says a thousand words, does it not? So a blog with pictures must say even more. Therefore–especially if you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking–I’ll step back and let the blog do its work. And then you’ll understand why I am saddled with the very best of predicaments: doing way too f*cking much to blog.

 1. A Bologna Day

The first two weeks or so in July found me channeling a hermit crab–in a very hot shell, with an espresso machine nearby. Perfect conditions for a warm weather loving, aspiring author with gallons of time, an article to finish and a book to perfect. Many of you know it’s been a multi-year endeavor, this comic fantasy mystery of mine.

Having snatched the opportunity of free time in Italia, I decided to use July wisely and wrap up the novel like a happy mummy, primed for the afterlife. I’ve even spotted a publisher through the keyhole in the pyramid and I’ll ship the whole endeavor off on a pyre of hope come fall.

So, I dove headlong into the deep pool of editing, formatting, publishing research, cover letter writing and so forth. And then I needed a mini-vacation–both from the book itself and even from the lovely castle. I bought a 4.75 euro ticket and headed to Bologna to see about becoming happily lost in the lively, student-lined streets and well-preserved medieval center.

I also visited the covered walkway and steps (portico) to hilltop Santuario di Madonna di San Luca. I read there are 666 steps, but hell, what kind of devil wants to count them? From the official start of the portico walk in Piazza Saragozza, it’s about 3.7 km (2.3 miles) one way. But of course–to pre-compensate for the giant gelato devoured afterwards–I walked from the train station to the church and later, back (about 20 km total or 12 miles), not including getting lost…

At the Santuario, my stomach reminded me lunch was overdue like a library book. The day–of course–was toasty, and a shady pause wouldn’t hurt. I spied an excellent pit stop with an enviable view and sat down to rest, re-hydrate and stuff my face before heading down the way I came.

Walking in the city…

Still on the flats, heading towards where the stairs start up…

Turning the corner at Bonaccorsi Arch in Piazza Saragozza.

Only about 3.7 km (2.3 miles to go).

Reaching Santuario di Madonna di San Luca.

Lunch spot!

Back in the city again…

Churches. Neat.

Castles. Neater.

In the evening, I met up with  Matteo (a Tinder find, hehe) and his friend Thomas we  made short work of three bottles of sparkling, crisp local pignoletto wine.

We followed it up with piadine and a bottle of dry, sparkling red Lambrusco. And then I personally polished the night off by getting buzzed enough to almost-not-quite miss the last train back to Faenza at midnight. I’m a 33-year-old 20-year-old; what else can I say? 🙂

2. Notte Rosa (Pink Night), Rimini, Italia

On the train to Bologna, I met a friendly dude named James, from Nigeria. He got excited to hear me speaking English on the phone (probably an excuse to say hi) and asked for my number. Since I’m free as the breeze I so desperately wished would stir in that sweaty, stuffy train, why not? Less than a week later, he sent a message to say he was heading to Notte Rosa on the coast and would I want to come? I–the 20-year-old-33-year-old dancing machine–was basically already on scene.

I boarded the 2300 train from Faenza on a Friday night and arrived in Rimini’s warm air before midnight. With a sea of other youths (ewe-ths) sporting pink apparel, I met up with James and we headed towards the beach. Fireworks exploded merrily overhead; street vendors hawking pink wigs, pink leis, pink hats and pink scarves waved their wares from all directions. Closer to the crowded venue, dance music resonated from every corner, like a thumping, aural compass rose (compass rosa?).

Following the (pink) river of humans, we soon found the main stage, its metal spine parked over the sand like a neon snail, next to a phosphorescent gyrating ferris wheel. And then the music started up: it was a beat that rattled the bones and left no choice but to move to it.

For the next four hours (until the first train in the morning back to Faenza, around 4 a.m.) we and hundreds of our closest friends grooved to the rambunctious beats of DJs from venues in Miami, Italia and the (electronically) infamous Belgian Tomorrowland. I didn’t have any fun at all, as you can tell:

After the music stopped we shuffled out with everyone, queued up in front of the crescione stands and stuffed our faces with everyone and ran to the train (which was late) with everyone. As the sun oozed over the horizon like a freshly cracked egg, we made our way back on the train with everyone, too.

3. Beach Weekend, Part One (Part two, this weekend with Lisa)

What to do with a bike, a free weekend and a tent? Ride to Boca Barranca in Marina Romea of course!

First I hit the reset button from Pink Night and slept in until noon-thirty. Then I chucked swimsuit, sunscreen, sleeping pad, pillow, sheet, towel, flip-flops, bug spray, camera and a couple of dresses in panniers and took off in the sweltering heat. Except for a section of dirt, the asphalt road exacerbated everything; enough heat rose off it to cook an egg on my knee as I cycled along.

In Bagnacavallo, I made a pit stop at Igor and Sara’s to borrow their tent. Sara revived me with ice-cold water and mint syrup, some sort of nectar of the Gods. “Look even our ice works for ExperiencePlus!” said Sara (and we had a work-related laugh because the bicycle company we work for, ExperiencePlus!, employs arrows in its logo and each and every tour). These just pointed me towards the hammock, but still…

Refreshed, I bungeed the tent on, hopped a train in Bagnacavallo and got off in Ravenna. It was almost 1800 as I moved from the busy stazione (station) to the bike path. A steady stream of beach-goers beelined for the city, trailing dripping swimsuits, wreaking of sunscreen and casting curious glances at me, going the opposite direction with tent and panniers.

Having selected a leisurely pace and after taking the short ferry across the main canal, I arrived at Romeo Family Camping around 1930. First things first: a dunk of my slimy self in the cool waters of the Adriatico.

After the friendly hosts led me to my sandy pitch, I set up my tiny island among the skyscrapers of permanent bungalows and rented “tents” with fake windows, fridges, ceiling fans and blaring televisions. Curiosity followed me like a string of starved mosquitos. A single girl, arriving by bike with a small, simple tent: I suppose I was something to wonder about.

“Where does she sit?” I heard one older lady say to another as she shuffled by in her flowered mu-mu, flashing me a genuine smile with bright red lips, the lipstick just slightly off. Her friend shrugged.

I rode across the little canal to Lisa and my beloved Boca Barranca, where I dined on everyone’s favorite seafood platter and a Campari Spritz. Simultaneously, I enjoyed the smart ramblings of Tom Robbins and checked on our favorite employee, the artist formerly known as Hot Bartender. Now we refer to him as maybe Tito, because the one time he gave me his name the music (per usual) was loud enough I wondered if maybe my eardrums were real drums, played by an adderol-powered David Grohl.

Around 2200, I retired to my tent for a nap. Around 1130, as the rest of Romea Family Camping was brushing teeth, the kids snoring in bed, I was applying make-up in the Spartan, mosquito-infested bathroom (receiving curious glances from humans and hungry ones from mosquitos). Again, I rode my bike over to Boca Barranca and danced with the lights and fog machines until 3 a.m… 20s in my 30s, what can I say!

Sometime in the “night” (or very early morning) I had a vivid dream of floating in a warm lake inside a ziplock bag (with breathing holes). Not exactly… I awoke in a tepid sea of my own sweat inside the gray-green inferno of a tent. I got up–in my underwear–tore off the fly and fell asleep on top of my sheets.

At around 0800, I awoke to very young children circling my tent like training-wheel reinforced vultures. I cracked my eye-mask, shoved my earplugs back in, rolled over and returned to the quieter land of dreams. When I came to again around 11, the camp was crawling with people, my tent was crawling with ants and I had been sleeping splayed out in my underwear in broad daylight for more than long enough for anything crawling to see me…

So, I got my curious self up, pulled a dress on and went to the beach. After another Boca hamburger for dinner, I spent the evening journaling and reading on the beach, watching the sun high five the moon and applying bug spray liberally. I hadn’t planned to stay two nights, but I was lazy and living in the moment. After checking with the staff, I spent another eight hours splayed out in my underwear, dreaming about soaking in a cup of hot chocolate. In the morning, I packed up and rode back to Ravenna, boarded the (late) train and was back in Faenza by American dinner time.

4. Santarcangelo Film Festival (Santarcangelo/Torre Pedrera, Italia)

Again, the trusty steed and I hopped aboard a train in Faenza and departed in sunny Santarcangelo–about an hour on the tracks and very close to Rimini, where I danced my face off at Notte Rosa. I’d booked an airbnb room in Torre Pedrera, a shell’s throw from the beach. I spent the 10 km or so from Santarcangelo to b&b on back roads, rolling past churned fields and fruit-laden orchards, through tiny towns where farmers shaded their eyes to see who passed through. The room was in a clean, outdated hotel run by friendly Chiara and Barbara. My hosts set me up with stable for the steed and a voucher for an inclusive ombrello e lettino (umbrella and sun chair). My 20s-in-my-30s instincts told me I would be only too happy to make friends with un ombrello e un lettino (late) the next morning…

I showered and changed, just as a gesture to my fellow humans I suppose, because by the time I rode back to Santarcangelo I was dripping like a melting gelato. Nonetheless, I couldn’t be happier; there were people everywhere, seeping out of cafes like the sounds of music oozing around the corners. As the sun sunk down with a sigh, here and there flashed an open air exhibit or a black and white French movie playing on the giant screen in the main square. I followed the cobbled beehive streets up to the castle atop Santarcangelo’s medieval skull to find some (handsome) men setting up a stage for later.

Before finding a piadina and vino rosso and calling it dinner, I asked around and finally found the Imbosco–a word which, to keep on the PG side, I will not translate. In reality, it was a large red and white tent in a generous field in Parco dei Cappuccini.

After watching people over the top of my speck e formaggio piadina in the lower main square, I tried to visit a merman in the town pool, but he had retired for the day. Instead, I visited some of the underground caves…

… and then I wandered over to the Aussie-run Club EcoSex, where visitors were invited to “flirt with nature.” Having been in nature as a Forest Service employee and general outdoor enthusiast but having so far missed my chance to flirt with it, I had to see what my 5 euros would get me.

I walked in to find a sexy, eclectic mix of art and theater. In the first room a raised bed of orchids observed a large movie screen with a snake that wound around a woman’s torso and shots of men and women peeling some sort of glue off their bodies while laying in the grass. A naked woman wearing only a collar wandered around in the pink light. It was like a free, humid acid trip.

The next room was filled with fog, flashing lights and jungle beats. Three beds hung with lights and netting and surrounded by plants invited people to lay down and observe. I accepted, laid down and lost complete track of time, people watching and turning my mind off completely.

And I wasn’t supposed to take a video (bad Sylva) but by the time I was chastised I already had. Waste not, want not…

When I emerged, the sky was squid inky black. I wandered back into the center for a coffee and meandered back up to the top of the old city. There, I found an older woman with cropped blond hair, a black leotard, tights and high heels singing eclectic music with a strong soprano voice. After her last song melted into the night, I followed everyone back down to the flats. A techno beat pointed to a circular crowd, a parked car blaring the beats and a group of very committed youths. As they performed, everyone in the crowd looked at each other, wondered what was going on and giggled just a little…

At the Imbosco, a DJ played for an audience of blue lights and tropical potted plants and groups queued up at the bar or several food trucks scattered about like edible confetti. Lights sparkled overhead and groups of friends laughed in the shadows or at low tables. I waited awhile but the dance floor remained uninspiring. Although people streamed towards the Imbosco like Prosecco into a good Spritz, I still had a bike between me and my bed. By the time I wove back through the deserted streets, with the Big Dipper and the busty moon as my guides, it was after 0200.

And–as promised to my less hung over self the day before–I woke up late and spent the day reading and sunning at the beach before an afternoon train back to the castle.

5. The ABCs: Amici, Bici, Concerti

Although it seems all the adventures and editing and dancing would’ve eaten up all my free time like a hungry post-bike ride Sylva, I still had time for… well, just that. I managed to ride three to five times a week, visiting old haunting grounds and finding new ones to be ghastly around as well. I even got to accidentally haunt a dirt road on a road bike…

I also managed to get bit twice in one week by two idiotic insects- one wasp and one undetermined variety, both of which I hope will soon be extinct. They surely might be, based on their ability to fly straight into a jersey and not find a way back out…

Castle pit stop by Casale-Valsenio.

Curing wheat on San Mamante.

Just some of them really awesome, smooth, new Italian roads…

Ahhh Emilia-Romagna 🙂

I also attended an amazing concert with my buddies Igor and Sara. We enjoyed the unique music and endless antics of Devendra Banhart in 18th century, beautifully restored Villa Torloni. I took home the fond memories and a dozen ant bites in an unfortunate locale (enough said). As a friend recently told me, my bug bite frequency might be enough to try for a world record. As an unemployed outdoor enthusiast: one, I probably am already enrolled in the competition and two, I wonder if I might be able get paid for that? 🙂

I also took home some amazing videos of the concert and Devendra’s incredible ability to interact with the crowd. I didn’t quite capture when he ordered pizza for his hungry keyboardist and it was delivered on stage. But I did get the tail end of a running joke that began at the concert’s start when the bassist’s microphone was accidentally turned off:

A few days later, I stumbled over a free concert in Faenza’s centro, in starry-roofed Teatro Massini. Rock chords drew me in to listen to the last five or six songs of Alejandro Escovedo. Escovedo’s been around for some time, played with The Boss (Bruce Springsteen) among others and played some awesome, politically charged songs written to challenge Trump’s latest anti-immigration measures. Why? His father was Mexican.

The summer fun doesn’t stop there–but I am going to, for now. It’s evening in Italy and a Spritz is calling!

We’re excited, how ’bout you??!?!

On the next Sylva Lining, Sylva goes to Sofia, Bulgaria for the weekend and now, Lisa’s back… you know what that means… rivers, bikes, beaches and of course, Boca Barranca! And later still, girls, tents, more bikes and alps. Stay tuned!

Summertime and the Livin’s Easy Now I cannot presume to know what you are thinking at this moment. The weekend might peer into your tired noggin like a curious Italian man on a bike when Lisa and I cruise by.