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crossings. Everything is definitely expected. There is no chance of making mistakes, just keep a tight rein on our drive Italian car, which I believe to be formed in the early years of life, and there are no problems. You can not go wrong, or rather is not allowed mistakes. Immedesimatevi in \u200b\u200bthis situation: four roads with traffic lights ... classical crossover! What happens in Italy, when there's green in two opposite directions can be performed almost two maneuvers who are going straight or turn left. Skipping turn right because it is obviously an option that goes its own way. Simple and logical with a green only. In essence, those who must turn in their sinister moves in the middle of the intersection and wait until there is green on the other side and, while their opposites coming, one right and one left, are still waiting for the play changes to take their green. Simple and logical. You do not really work that way. First, we are drawn to the ground a pile of strips, and now you wonder if you happen landed on a basketball court in the NBA, where you can also play volleyball, handball and we will even badminton. The signs on the ground has the clear aim of identifying the exact radius that you must follow to make the right turn in the conventional manner. Second, the traffic lights are equipped with camera to beep and arrows. What happens when you arrive and get red? Easy: you stop, the light turns green and you might have to turn right (remember, the guide is right here ... so do not get confused), but you can not and must wait until the traffic light turns red. All this will happen sooner or later, that you will click on the green arrow that tells you what time it is your turn. So of course to all four sides. Basically the traffic light we throw a life, since virtually passes in one direction at a time both sides of march. The thing is very strange, but the order, here beside kangaroos, is king! The fact that virtually all cars are equipped with automatic transmission - like the new car of my friend Sonia passion for tango and pilot for pleasure - makes the move takes a superhuman kind of automatism and departures are virtually the same amount speed. All without scoured, brutal acceleration or hesitation caused by a first or a second that does not fit that sbiella the engine. Everything is automatic. How is the automatic air conditioning that assails you anywhere and everywhere. As the automatic gratuity for service that does not provide cover, but 10% for bringing you to eat the table, what else I should do? go to the kitchen and take the food straight from the pot? The other thing that drives me crazy is see a thousand different currencies. Come to the supermarket and the cashier are blue or green shirt with thin stripes on the left and carry their names that make you realize that the Italians have arrived here from a long time. Tante Marie, Scarlett, Daniel, and then the male names Mario, Joseph, Paul. Obviously, when you refer to the fact that the name stuck to the chest leading to evidence they nod their clear Italian origins, but in the way we pronounce it you know very well that the Italian has been lost in the mists of time. The workers on the streets are dressed in orange and wear a headband with yellow para Coppino! Drive me crazy even those characters who spend hours on the road in the vicinity of work being done with a huge sign that says "SLOW". If you ask them what job they will reply: "I plan to go to the people" is not all! I do exactly the opposite ... I try to make it go faster bit 
ssibile! Well! occasionally talk about something other than canoe is part of life, more so today we spent the day at the psycho-physical recovery. Ride to the Blue Mountains to Katoomba to greet the famous three sisters ... a sort of three Peaks, but without snow and with so many Japanese who click Photos and written on the road without the praise of cycling champions!
Eye wave! Ettore
Penrith, February 3, 2011
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