Allow me a personal message. I would like to thank the APS New World and Antonio Toto Salvati for inviting me to attend the International Youth Exchange "Friendship without borders" in Albania.
There are also grateful for the asked me to write a little report on the trip, because now I do not know where to start.
People think that writing is my profession. And when, at the meeting "post-scambium" at the site of the New World, the above mentioned Toto to experience a little story to be published on the blog of the Association, I kept looking down hoping no one would remember that "c ' It was a letter in the hall. " The thought of having to write a summary of the trip, I felt like when, on the occasion of the birthday of a friend, the whole group was taken for granted for me to write the greeting card. Everyone knows how you love to celebrate, but there is no way to tell them that it is not corny, or who are trying to be sarcastic, is not stupid.
And sure enough, the request to write half a folder came ... And now I know the words to describe my experience will not ever find. I do not know how to recreate the incredible atmosphere of Tirana, nor how to explain the affection that you created in a few days with some guys . If you tell us about the laughter of Vladimir or nicknames Juli, it does not enjoy anyone who has not experienced in person.
So in the end as I write up all the tickets birthday, "we love you, best wishes, I will confine myself here to the chronicle. The Italian team
the exchange, consisting of Paolo Iannelli, Stefano Sessa Alessandra Stampone of Biccari (three soldiers as a leader), Salvatore Maio of Lucera and Angela La Riccia, and Cristina of Foggia, has arrived in Durres on the morning of March 2. The first few days have been of adjustment. The fatigue of the trip has been heard, and yet we must learn to know each other between Italians, let alone with others! Things have started to move towards the third day of play for us to socialize and workshops on human rights, everyone has assumed his role. Needless to tell us of the role played by Italians. In true Italian style, we launched catchy as nicknames and enriched exchange of creativity.
Some moments were more tiring and boring. Some struggled with English, someone to adapt to the food, others to the accommodation.
But the feeling that we all brought home (I think) is that it is worth it. Credit where credit to other participants, we were surrounded by so much affection , and for the admiration that many abroad, have for the Italians, and because, being among the older group, we have become big brothers a bit 'for all ...
For paragraph "are not all a bed of roses" will apply the same principle the birthday card that does not make the intentions of the writer and not spend unnecessary rhetoric of poverty glimpsed through the Albanian countryside by bus and stories of experiences of human rights violations brought to light the work of the exchange.
am at the end of the phantom folder (even if I had been asked for a half) and I draw a moral from the fable. The most important thing that I brought home, I just happen once she got home: it is not the twenty or more friends on Facebook (which they never do evil). In
many have asked me, "Really you were in Albania?", And my confirmation, the reactions were mostly part of the genre: "What to see in Albania?" or: "Well ... with a lot funnier place to go."
The most important thing that I brought home from this trip is that never, never, never, never again say or think sentences like that, that never again will take up with the prejudices that I threw myself into the sea after the start and ... the spirit in which I will travel from now on will never be the same . Not to mention the satisfaction of thinking that those people will never be able to enjoy the atmosphere that we have lived, or to understand what I have spoken.
Pescrilli
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