Piazza Del Popolo

ITALIA! ITALIA!

Here we are!

Final is no more a dream.

Yesterday i watched the match in Olimpia Park, between hundreds and hundreds of German guys.

Suffering in silence (ehi, i couldn’t show my identify! but i didn’t miss the italian hymn with an hand over the heart) for 2-3 hours, and exploding all happyness at the end of the match in Leopoldstrasse with other italians.

I’ve no photo with me…i’ll try to get some from a spanish guy who was with me.

Ehi, fratelli d’Italia, l’Italia s’è desta!
wonderful day. really.

Life in Munich

Not a good start. not at all.

On sunday (25 June) i flew from Rome to Munich, and they lost my baggage.

Thousands of call to a very expensive number…and they took my baggage back to my hotel.

after about 3 days. this is crazy.

the worst thing is that the baggage got completly damaged, probably cutted.

Look at the photo.

no…really not a good start.

Good news i have a wornderful pc at work, p4 3.2 ghz, 2gb of ram and a 21″ Sun monitor.

Over a 4 mb/s connection. mbyte not mbit.