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day 7 - day 6

Wake up at 5:45
Lifted after 5 min of kicking the blankets. Vain attempts to bring together body and mind.
Time is even more than yesterday and there is a gray drizzle and cold.
take the bus two stops and George are waiting for us in the car.
-Nice to meet you! -Nice to meet u 2 - (he speaks local).
The first impression is that there is in his car past a cyclone and has mixed leaves, alcohol and cat dander.
begin the journey towards our destination, the others will join us there (should be 14).
stop for petrol. Behind I still try to link the needs of my body to the concrete possibility of fulfillment. After a couple of hours away, several sballottolamenti of my head looking for the right position to sleep, I hear that we should be ahead of schedule (although later we will lose). Pressure is something inside of me, then I do pressure off of me and I get a break in service area. Territory marked. Continue. After
not know how long (I could not quantify it because I slept most of the time) and reach the NLPC: Northern London Parachute Centre, Tandem Skydiving aim to do!
parked there and a friend of George. The weather is better than expected but is still very cloudy. While we try to enter something stops all: a black cat has just crossed the road. Expect other We pass in front and lifted off again.
Please note that we arrived but they tell us that we must wait for the whole group and that at present there are 40 people in front and at the rate of 10 per hour we are already in line for 4 hours. Good start.
We spend a little time to chat in the refreshment until slowly comes another group of friends. A phone call arrives: two are locked on the train because some guy decided to buttarcisi below.

The weather worsened as we pass by a tea to coffee. We are looking for on youtube parachute flight ended badly but the connection is too slow and gave up (thankfully). The atmosphere is one of the fishermen blocked in port due to storm (which is slowly getting closer).
When we finally reach the other 10 and we're all going to register and pay the ticket. We are told that making a throw must be seen at least one piece of blue sky and then to today I know that nothing is done. Anyway we pay a ticket valid for six months and signed all the paperwork that you do that is dangerous, you can die, that in case of need, the expert who gets thrown in tandem with you, think to save his skin rather than splashed with you. After all the morning was quite unfortunate and perhaps it was better to stay down to earth, maybe next time we will raise the right foot and the day will be all roses and sunshine and 3000 meters above sea level rise that we breath.
As far we are from London we decided to continue our jaunt to Cambridge.
Another two-hour drive and arrive. It's drizzling here and now seek a place to stop and eat, we recommend the most famous pubs in the city. Of course the bad luck decides that there will not be in that pub before the current 16 and therefore there is no food. We just have a very poor Chinese. However, hunger is so great and eat almost anything.

At the other end of the meal express their intention to hole up in a pub to see I do not know which parts of Portland. Between me and instead we give exploration, but before a caffettino on the fly. The weather is slightly better but still very dull, what one would expect to find in these places in fact. I came back to mind some adventures of Sherlock Holmes set in the wet heaths.
discover a little thing in reality is Cambridge, a group of college almost exclusively Gothic forms: some are in effect in 1300, others of the last century. Can we visit the famous Trinity College (only the parts not occupied by students), courtyard, dining hall and choir (which we photographed the "fantastic" menu, bleach!)
try to get in but too late and other students must make their life without travelers between the feet and then you can not anymore. Meanwhile, the game is over and we riincontrarci with others (are 17.00).
greeted the crews of the other machines I, Brother George and leave again for home.
Needless to say, on this Saturday the 17th, surrounded by some bad luck, they do not even know how many hours I scapuzzulato in the car, my legs ached like never before. Even limping. The evening we'd spent a graduation party from the parts of Greenwich (lontanuccio, among other things) but in the end we stayed for dinner at home. Among other things, I saw that British TV is not all that stops such as ours.

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I wake up calmly. First, I no longer feel his legs, or rather feel very burdened by the night before.
I do a little hard to get back on track, coffee (strictly format mash), shower, etc.. Updating the blog with the two previous days.
In the meantime, it's late and if I see something I'd better let him. I throw in a backpack guides, maps, and Richard Rogers's book I'm interested in the chapter on the pedestrian area of \u200b\u200bTrafalgar Square: my goal is the wonderful National Gallery.
the worst time a little longer.
At 11.00 am already out of Charing Cross, trying to orient myself. But perhaps I'd better go to lunch, so I have the time to document a little. Hamburger Union is not bad but it is heavier than All Bar One. After several gaffes which have left me the embarrassment of one who is a beginner in an unknown country (which is not exactly the case in question), use my share of fat and protein and a little wandering around Trafalgar, taking some pictures (the mythical tree of birds).
I climb the stairs in a crowd in Babylon.
I take the audio guide on voluntary donations. Admission is free. The last time I was here I managed to only see one quarter of the exhibition and I was left totally enamored of the Flemish and German paintings from 1500 to 1600, with its dazzling colors at times. The new goal was to break into masterpieces from 1700 to 1900.

shoes more comfortable than usual, ready smile and go. I spent hours in the most diverse museum's most beloved England without realizing it. A coffee break in one of the expensive new interior and up to 17. Among my favorite (but each canvas on display here has made history): Degas "La Coiffure", Henri ROUSSEAU "Surprised" Villhelm Hammershoi "Interior" and of course the "Wheatfield with Cypresses" by Van Gogh, just to be in a certain kind of painting. But the team was made up by Turner, Manet, Canaletto, Ingres, Cezanne, Seurat, and so on. Very exciting. At 17

course even more pain in my legs respond to the call One of which, for the evening brought a lesson in salsa.
while I wait for him to phone home and Pina (with VoIP). Arrives late and we run the appointment. An hour passes between a teacher and very nice stereotype dell'inglesina with glasses, and a group of bumbling beginners. Eventually there are enough fun to make "push left, push, right, etc.".

Let's go to dinner at the Ethiopian restaurant, but they have no bread. We have to settle for a sad Fried Chicken. A bed that we are tired and waiting for us up early tomorrow.

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day 5 - day 4


I wake up more 'later than usual, at 9 and the others are already' standing for a while '. I dressed quickly and I do not have time to update the blog. Out of time and 'even worse with the appearance of a bit of drizzle.
The goal and 'the usual Piccadilly Circus that there are a lot of shops. We are already at 12 'with One for lunch. We're going to try the burgers of All Bar One, which are well done. We separate all four. Among back to work and I'm going to make a trip to Westminster, before going to Victoria to greet Mat and Nic returning to Italy. I have some problems to find the couch station but in the end I can not. The problem 'that it took me a few minutes too and my friends are already' on their way to Stansted. I wanted to say hello, tell him that I was glad to know them. I hope to see them.
A bit dejected, I'm leaving in a cafe ' to enjoy an espresso, which needless to say it was painful to think and what I can do alone.
I go to that museum, perhaps no better than the other. I decided to go to Tottenham by the parties where there is a lane with the most 'high concentration of musical instrument shops in Britain. A real bonanza. Browse a ESP Horizon II (beast), a Music Man John Petrucci (who handle), a vintage fretless JB, a couple of drum machines. I mean something like € 10,000 in total, but just to try. What satisfaction. Aaah.
The tour continues through the libraries of Soho (often supplemented by Sex Shop!) And in what turns out to be the Gay Street.

Blackfriars Among a colleague leaves the company towards more 'attractive and offers to drink at all. I feel a green beer (Ale Stonehenge, well, grass).
swallowed something and then literally run home, throw in a backpack and two shirts I get started in the game of squash (a small childhood dream). In less than 10 minutes I feel more 'legs and I have a knee that is felt instead. Continue for another half hour. We leave the gym at 23:00 and that 'now closed. A huge sports center with 6 squash courts, hockey etc etc.. I would like to see it better (and resent the house in Rome).
Needless to say, I point to the fatigue has knocked out without much thought.