Sunday, JUNE 8

Sunday, June 8, = (Braila City - Maps)


I take my way that will bring me in the direction of the capital.

64 km 45 km = Faurei arrival in Buzau - (tot 109 km)

Buzau = (Bodzavasar * Busau) 137,000 inhabitants

As you may have noticed, in most of the stages, not exceeding 200 km of road, I did not hurry to finish my trip and as I can, I try to know a little people and things that I meet in my travels to 'Europe.
The way in Braila here is good, at least according to the standards of these regions. The city appears to me from his site, I try to practice as housing, requesting information on two girls, I urgently suggest a store near Manali Vergu Palace, the residence that dates back to 1780, the oldest of the city.
Indicatomi within the office, I can accept an air and a voice that I know well is the ugola of Pavarotti singing La Traviata by Giuseppe Verdi. I will stop for a moment, abducted by the eternal music.
A voice reminds me of reality, I look into the eyes of the woman that I have in front of me behind the counter, an...


attractive woman, about 40 years, brown hair, a soft voice, gentle and simple ways by a smile that inspires confidence.
Asks me if it can be useful, I am requesting an accommodation, the money began to run low, I must be more careful.
Replies regret that unfortunately there are hotels that have rooms available, and I said that I'm not interested in a hotel, I un'affittacamere goes well, perhaps with a family.
On the face lights up like a sudden:

"If I want my house to host a house is small but I have a room free and if you want I can prepare dinner, lunch, I can not because I'm at work, this is un'ufficio, perhaps the only one of Buzau which remains open for tourists even on Sunday morning. If my proposal, you go to lunch and then return here to close the office el'accompagno to my address.
Unfortunately, only one, I live there and my daughter of 9 years, who turn to take on the way to grandmother's house. "

The answer that I accept with joy, and the gallant say

"With a beautiful woman like her, I would go to the ends of the world"

It mocks and I thanked the compliment. We set the time to meet and go out, not without having thanked for the accommodation for the night.
I am confused, his kindness and the way I looked, it has to capture my thoughts.
I go to around the town, I will have to watch a church, the Palazzo Comunale el'Obelisco Park Crang, at startup I set the appointment.
Has already closed the office and I am waiting, not seen, known his impatience, the name and the smiling greeting, greets me at his time, and mounting in the car tells me it is too late to retrieve his daughter.
I try to do more quickly as possible, I would point the way and risking a fine of more than 5 minutes to arrive at their destination.
From the door comes a frugoletto with short hair and a lean but healthy corpicino, runs neck and her mother, who is waiting outside the car, go up and go home.
The apartment is warm, simple furnishings and well-maintained, invites me to see the room, I leave my things, only in a small room but with everything you need.
When the travel bag, I stopped as usual to rest a little, leave the room and look in the kitchen preparing something to eat.
Ask me how I have lunch, and I said that I was not hungry, so I skipped a meal.
Have not ever said, almost angry, and I "order" to sit and eat with them. With a company like them I can not decline the invitation.
After lunch, the girl with you for not doing their homework, her mother is angry, but stubbornly refuses daughter. I watch the scene, does not convince me nor the attitude of the mother or that of his daughter.
The little girl falls from the chair and take refuge in his bedroom, the woman pulling her hair back and pulling a deep sigh, I look with glossy eyes and seeing my eyes decided to vent question by telling us something about his daughter:

"Excuse me for the scenes that you saw a moment ago, unfortunately, little has problems of behavior, his nervous system to disfunsioni the lead, to be always above the lines, with moments of calm, alternating moments of elation, the Doctors do not know exactly who has problems.
A school can not be with their studies, their knowledge of companions, often quarrels with them, because kids are cruel with those who feel themselves weak and she responds violently.
Yet, always ready to be generous towards all, his intelligence is outside the town, has a very strong instinct, so much so that I wonder at times its readiness to understand the situations in which it stands, is that in male.
I love to death is my life even if the stress that I have, sometimes makes me cry and give up hope for a better future. but nothing I will desist in defending it and cure the body is the mind.
I divorced years ago, my husband drank and drugged, still I see and I do penalty, but I can not and do not want to go back, I have my daughter to grow, and is the most precious thing to think that, even above me same. "

"Do not you think a man has to know that you care for and which you love?"

"Men only want one thing from us women, even young and pretty, the women of my age, with children and especially those who have problems like mine, are avoided, as I said I could only find a man to meet her and my desires.
This is not what I try, if ever I'm looking for. I have resigned "

"Never say never"

I say this drying them with your fingers, wet the cheeks of tears.
Open your soul and smile to life, the time will do its duty and the simple people, sooner or later the sun warm their hearts.
You'll find a good man, you are a love of a woman, as one can not volerti well.
The little girl comes out from his room without saying anything, with a smile, sits down, throws a kiss to his mother, opened his book and his book and begins to do their homework.
We continue to speak for the whole afternoon, I come to know all of you, I tell you everything about me.
The girl, done their homework, went quiet in front of the TV watching cartoons, we made the hour of dinner while her mother prepares in the kitchen, I approach the small and look with her "Pinocchio"
After dinner around 9 pm, the baby already asleep in his bed, his mother and I sit on the sofa, still for a moment to speak.
Leans to the side and my Playing around with my fingers and smiles from me a kiss on the gota.
In stò while telling the path to arrive in this country, I realize that you are not listening to me anymore.
His body is resting in my sleeping, I leave the slide on my legs, lying on the couch, the note and its calm and deep breath, I soften the heart.
So stò all night, including a shot of sleep to another.
> (DIARY DAY FOLLOWING JUNE 9 )