... gazes of all the rest. She said it was cooler there. The second trip was official. I accompanied the Chamber of commerce directors after a board meeting they held at charming Lovere. I wasn't free to ...
I hadn't seen much through the minibus window of what must have been a lovely journey across the mountains. At Brașov it was still snowing lightly at 7 pm, and it felt too cold to walk to the hostel. In ...
... me through to a girl who spoke fair French. I could confirm she was indeed Arkam's beloved who had left Armenia years back. Now the two little doves spent their time daydreaming about how to reunite. The ...
... protagonist's entrance and follows his movements on stage. When the sunrays hit the stones of those tumbling houses their colour turned to a beautifully warm hue – and a lovely picture was created on the ...
... were the buildings of old Ferrara and the history gushing forth from every nook and cranny of the lovely centre. There, the bricks with their warm red colours and versatility of use are the omnipresent ...
... into the ceiling panelling and builders coming and going. Finally, a young man wearing only a loincloth walked into the lounge and set the radio to play a lovely relaxation music to which he did meditation. ...
My first afternoon of exploration in Saint Petersburg was fantastic. I fell in love with the city to the point that I couldn't stop admiring new perspectives, and I underrated hours of fatigue just in ...
... the design of this militaristic structure; a lovely wooden chalet, typical of the countryside, but of which many examples, quite often in a battered condition, are scattered around Samara; and finally ...
... hangover confirmed that innocent it was not, but at least I had the memory of a lovely night out.
With a strange feeling in my body I left my friends still sleeping and went out to visit the great Lenin ...
... summer to offer courses of Italian language and culture. She has established a lasting relationship of love with her second hometown, the very place that cost the lives of so many soldiers.
I was coming ...
... tract. The safety standards and professional diseases were a constant attempt on the workers' lives. I couldn't help remembering the miserable picture painted by DH Lawrence in Sons and Lovers, the hell ...
... preserved, instead of covered, and turned into a lovely canal with running water and ducks; then another row of trees, a cycling path and another green belt. It looked perfect, like a countryside road. ...
... on a couple of lovers on the terrace, on the three college students that had come to drink a coffee with a view, like me. The sun was setting on the horizon and nature in the dusk acquired a mysterious ...
... only three dishes: bread with honey, bread with spinach and breadcrumbs soaked in butter and honey. I felt in love with the place and decided to stay for the night.
In the afternoon, as I walked up to ...
... and helpful, but not wanting to push my luck any further, I spent the night out of town.
I got a bus to nondescript Wondo Washa and joined a couple of two lovers on an day outing to romantic Wondo ...
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The spread of ideas and theories behaves in a similar way. Throughout history the diffusion of doctrines was made possible by man’s love for novelty. We are always after renewal, even in the field of ...
... focused on the contradictions that religions bring about in the world. They may well preach love and understanding, but too many of their followers hate and harm those who stick to a different credo. At ...
... because none of the mostly middle-aged attendees was able to cope with English. There is no shame in being monolingual, but if you believe that as a consequence Italians are in love with their own language, ...
... any energy because of the build-up of intense physical activity in the last days, but loved the village so much that I decided to spend my last Guizhou night there. The lower village is pretty enough but ...
... and eventually we got to a lovely town on the banks of a green blue river with a temple complex of great architectural and historical value. The views over the calm waters that reflected a parade of houses ...