Instructions For The Rocket Chef

*** UN GIORNO....sulle nuvole ***

unexpected things. When you least expect them. When you're not prepared. The improvised
things that then often prove the most beautiful.

The call comes late at night, on Saturday. Tomorrow is going to do Dolcedorme ... The
"Crestone Loricati of" ... you must come!! What do you do at home ????? you can not miss!
So suddenly all programs disappear. All the certainties of a
quiet Sunday at home, they disappear.

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The adrenaline that goes ....... ..... the fever that you take the thoughts that go
... a thousand legs tremble ... the eager hands that prepare
backpack .... the uncontrollable desire to return to the mountain .... confirmation
a bit of conscious insanity.
The night passes quickly, and then wake up at dawn to travel
to the place of the appointment with Max's friend forever.
The day is not so clear that it appears that someone other aspects
go to the mountains.
The meeting at the place of meeting with other friends: The Wolf ... Imma
(woman ).... Roberto del Lupo (the poet).
Then off to the adventure to freedom .... .... waiting for nature ...
immersed in the cool morning and the scent of the mountain.
When I moved my first steps in the trees, you seem to enter a new world
.

The myriad colors of the wood takes the shape of a rainbow ..... fantastic

The brilliant blue sky envelops you as a celestial mantle ....
The melodic sounds of the mountains ....... its glare ....
The bright rays of a hot sun, reflecting reflecting the massive
and indistinct shapes of the rocks .......
The slow nod of the forest at times disturbed by the gusts of wind but generous
cold ....
And then the pure white of fugitive bank of clouds ....
The strenuous and bizarre shapes of the sleeping pine loricati .....
The continuous cawing of a solitary crow that responds to the calls of distant
his girlfriend .....
The undisturbed quiet that gently caresses you and then grabs a
in maternal and warm embrace.

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The top is the top waiting for you ...... ..... seems to invite it seems inspired. Meanwhile
salt, regardless of the effort ... difficulties.
The ascent becomes more inaccessible .... .... I sweat reduction
signs of trouble .... just the steps that make the muscles that heavy ... ... protest
a stubborn persistence to move forward.
in mind many thoughts .... sublime visions at the sight .... looks frantic
peering in every direction, trying to absorb every nuance ....
flashes of admiration, almost tears of emotion in front of such
greatness in the eyes of those who for the first time along these paths.

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E' un continuo susseguirsi di sensazioni:
La contentezza dello stare insieme ad amici sinceri.... la felicità di
trovarsi di nuovo in questi luoghi.....il sublime fascino dell'avventura....
la delizia di ciò che ti circonda...la crescente gioia ai continui orizzonti che
ti appaiono....l'ennesima conferma di trovarti in un mondo che ti
appartiene....a cui tu appartieni.

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Più si sale e più l'azzurro del cielo sembra prenderti per mano e condurti
attraverso sentieri fantastici e luoghi fiabeschi.
Ripidi canaloni racchiusi tra austeri costoni rocciosi.... irte pietraie che
testimoniano i mutevoli umori della montagna...
Prepotenti torrioni di roccia da cui spuntano, inarrendevoli, i rigogliosi
pini loricati....
Frastagliate ed orgogliose linee di cresta che aprono le porte di un mondo
magico e surreale in cui panorami mozzafiato e paradisiache visioni, ti
fanno sorgere mille domande senza risposte e ti lasciano incantato di
fronte a tanta maestosità.

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Gli ultimi passi verso la vetta sono compiuti in modo quasi frenetico.
Ormai si è in quello stato di esaltazione in cui non si avverte più I

fatigue and tiredness.
Over here it seems to be top of the world. The mind can barely
to assimilate the visions that send the eyes, because at the same time
fights with the emotions you feel and the sensations you feel.
The cold wind and bitter that you invest, contrasts with the warmth of the sun's rays
, and while doing so that your senses with the scents that inebriino
door, dispels the many different sounds and noises echo in infinite .

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The two sides seem to be two opposite dimensions below.
While it is entranced by the distant horizon line of the sea,
the impressive rise of mountain ranges, and dall'indefinibile
mixture of the colors of the forest, the other a relentless bustle of clouds
continuous motion, try desperately to cross the thin and invisible line
the summit but was peremptorily rejected by
bully in his tracks and icy wind that blows from the north-east, thus forming an endless sea of \u200b\u200bwhite and spotless
sprouting from the dark peaks of the distant mountains.

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While four hunger pangs subside the right, an inevitable and pleasant relaxation
takes possession of the body and mind.
You want to lie down and close your eyes to enjoy to the full
many emotions.

Do you feel powerful but humble and generous .... you feel right ..... you seem to

to love the whole world .... you seem to be far away from the evils of the world ....
you seem to be safe from hate and malice.
Then open your eyes again and jubilation
scrutinize the beauty of this paradise where you're surrounded and you think you're closer to heaven, more
feel closer to God
While the signs of increasing emotion, do you think people care
..... the people you love ... who do you think there is more.
continue to cover the sky seems to touch
simply raising a hand, you think you're more
up there next to them.
Then like a whirlwind a thousand memories and countless gestures come to mind,

and nothing can stop the flow of tears that a soothing wind,
shall immediately to dry.
Tears of regret but also tears of joy because you can not lose
what is inside you.
Keep them long to see .... agoda to admire .... .... to rejoice.
eyes never tire of examining the mind never ceases to assimilate.

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Arriva il momento di andare via....di tornare alla realtà....da
chi ti aspetta.....a casa.
Anche se a volte ti chiedi , qual'è la mia casa? .... è questa?
Un altro veloce giro di sguardi e poi si inizia a scendere. Si lasciano
questi luoghi con la promessa di un arrivederci a presto, magari quando

il tutto sarà ricoperto da un candido e bianco manto nevoso.
mentre scendi, sazio ormai di emozioni e con i segni di una generosa
stanchezza sul viso, ti senti soddisfatto...ti senti appagato.....capisci
che oggi sarebbe stato un peccato non essere qua.

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So once again admiring the colors of the woods ... the austere line of the top .....
the formless and immaculate white sea of \u200b\u200bclouds that are below you, you feel a vague sense
of bliss that makes you feel richer because the real wealth lies not in material things but rather in what is around us ..... in that which is greater than ourselves.
The first shadows of night falling on a fiery sunset,
surprise us on the way back.
eyes peering in every direction, often dwell on the darkness
outline of the mountain and while a large, cheerful smile on his lips to check
a cold face, a constant thought in my head afffaccia: Today I did
A JUMP IN PARA DISO E. ............ I walked
above the clouds.