Friday, April 4, 2008
Mount And Blade Trainer
were lying in our bed in the van. we were tired. he in particular, had spent all afternoon in the water: perhaps he was already asleep.
I was awake, I felt the car go in the car park by the sea that we had chosen to spend the night. the storm was falling, but I could still hear the sound of waves breaking on the beach.
I was relaxed and calm, was enjoying this moment knowing that I had to leave early the next morning.
kept his hand in mine and I felt very close. approach her to my lips to feel the taste of salt on his skin, he smelled the smell that I know well, I felt a shiver gentle shaking his hand.
the air was cold and wanted to close the sleeping bag, but I could not make up my mind to leave that hand. the desire to keep it so close was strong enough to win the chills.
while shaking his hand, and I realized what I liked to keep it in mine, I wondered why this was so nice and important and indispensable .
it was love? then love is not only a condition of the soul ...
desire it to be? then the desire is not only a sex drive ...
I continued to shake his hand and to ask about the strange force that obliged me in that position, despite the chilly air, until I fell asleep.
shortly after I woke up to cold and I had to shut down a sleeping bag ... Share
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Quotes About Helicobacter Pylori
the weekend demanding the end of March
Saturday 29:
appointment with burrs and gianluca Arnad is at 10.30, already late!
we intend to address the Paretone, there are few ways for us viable: we select orange peels and banana direct. buds choose for us the first, he never did.
boys are falling behind. Time is short, we change ourselves and we reach the attack routes. the approach path is steep and difficult: take the step of burrs is impossible for me. Paretone arrival at the base of the last and out of breath. My breathing problems are felt more than ever! poor me.
my idea to bring up the rope to the first roll is quashed by the sage bow: I have to admit that it is not trivial as it looks from below.
orange peel 5c is classified, but I often find myself in trouble! some passages are also very oily: great effort.
our consortium is therefore a slow, problems with embedded strings we delay further, we reach the sixth shooting attack that now is too late: the shadow salt already on the wall below us. Gianluca
and burrs have finished, greet us with a phone call home and run away, to reach the family for dinner.
we have to decide what to do: the last shots of the street should be easier, but we really want to go out after dark? We decide to go down and set up the double. also slowed down by problems with the strings that fit! bud and I have always problems with the strings: we can create the lumps without equal! The wind that beats Arnad certainly does not help us to keep them in order!
love climbing on long routes: I like to continue to rise, face the mountain, climb up to where there is none. only be parked on the lanyard hanging on the wall: listen to the birds, watching the ants, the lizards greet, see the emptiness in me. However, it is a much more that exhausting climb on single pitch rock climbing: there is no rest, to make sure the location is always uncomfortable, you should always be very careful not to be maneuvering into trouble. active and alert is one way to experience the mountains: the single pitch rock climbing are fun but a lot less exciting and all-encompassing in the ascent along a wall.
I'm sorry but it was not yet able to rise from the first, if not pull up very easy: you can relieve a swab would be faster and reduce parking maneuvering, would also allow him to rest a little.
I need training, but unfortunately during the winter, I was often stopped and my poor health I have decisamente fiaccato.
sono sicura che dopo la laurea e dopo l'intervento sarà tutto diverso.
so che imparerò. allora saremo in grado di affrontare vie più difficili; saremo in grado di faticare entrambi di meno e salire sempre di più!
rientriamo al furgone stanchi e distrutti! fioc mastica amaro, non riuscendo ad accettare il fatto di non aver finito la via. torneremo, con più tempo e più energie, e porteremo a termine l'impresa!!
dopo una bella merenda ad arnad rietriamo a casa per pulirla un poco, in attesa di marco e susanna!
domenica 29:
siamo d'accordo per una gita sci-alpinistica. dopo un attento studio della guida, decidiamo di salire palon de resy , in val d'ayas: per quanto esposta a sud, l'escursione prevede due diversi itinerari: da scegliere in base all'innevamento. sembra un buon percorso, tenuto conto anche delle condizioni climatiche e dei pericoli tipici di questo periodo caldo: proprio mercoledì scorso al crest, sopra champoluc, si è staccata una valanga su un gruppo di scialpinisti...
lasciate le auto a st.jacques, alla fine della strada, proseguiamo a piedi, perplessi per la totale assenza di neve: la troveremo! ci consoliamo...
dopo un attento esame della carta geografica, ci incamminiamo lungo un sentiero nel bosco che ahimè non assomiglia troppo alla "strada interpoderale" we are looking for ... still stumped, let's proceed.
the group is as follows:
staple with mountaineering equipment,
Mark and Susan with sticks and table
seas with sticks and all.
dry on the trail in the forest are an advantage: travel light, I have a pair of comfortable hiking boots, and marina in my shoulder only ciaspolette. bud is made worse skis and boots heavy and stiff on his feet!
finally reached the bottom of the valley floor of the will be lower, we find the snow!
we are in a wonderful place: the Monte Rosa massif is in front of us, its huge glaciers dominate us and glisten in the sunlight of spring.
without knowing where and how we begin the climb: marco open a nearly vertical track on a steep wooded slope, but needs to adjust the trajectory after a little scolding susanna! proceed on the mountain slope is strong and just out of the woods the snow does not hold. is slippery and hard!
arrive on the crest rather tired and realize it was wrong mountain!
sveglioni are four on the wrong mountain! Well, anyway the show is breathtaking from up here, we are on a terrace facing the mountain rose in silence in front of us a bowl of bright snow, marked Only the footprints of hares and other wild animals. from which we climbed the slope is very steep and it does not seem suitable for descent: We decide to get one small step at a hundred yards, and a way down on the other side of the mountain.
we are now on a balcony from which to enjoy a spectacular view: the whole valley opens up below us and always at the bottom of him, the rose, with its glaciers!
the descent that my friends is great fun, as the snow is very soft now, for me (on foot) is very busy: as long as the snow holds, I can get along in leaps and bounds softly the slope, where, however, the snow is too soft in trouble: do not keeps me slide and I can not stop except against some rocks or tree ... take off my snowshoes and go down better, but that effort! poor me.
for next winter I will have organized and equipped for touring, I will also have to learn to ski off-piste ... but I can not go on like this!
was a busy day but a memorable one: great satisfaction for the great trip and good company! significant, even the snack Brusson based on beans, cheese and wine!
I came back this weekend happy but exhausted!
also the sun on Sunday, I burned the skin of the face and only now, after several applications ointment, I lost a bit 'fluorescence!
Saturday 29:
appointment with burrs and gianluca Arnad is at 10.30, already late! we intend to address the Paretone, there are few ways for us viable: we select orange peels and banana direct. buds choose for us the first, he never did.
boys are falling behind. Time is short, we change ourselves and we reach the attack routes. the approach path is steep and difficult: take the step of burrs is impossible for me. Paretone arrival at the base of the last and out of breath. My breathing problems are felt more than ever! poor me.
my idea to bring up the rope to the first roll is quashed by the sage bow: I have to admit that it is not trivial as it looks from below.
orange peel 5c is classified, but I often find myself in trouble! some passages are also very oily: great effort.
our consortium is therefore a slow, problems with embedded strings we delay further, we reach the sixth shooting attack that now is too late: the shadow salt already on the wall below us. Gianluca
and burrs have finished, greet us with a phone call home and run away, to reach the family for dinner.
we have to decide what to do: the last shots of the street should be easier, but we really want to go out after dark? We decide to go down and set up the double. also slowed down by problems with the strings that fit! bud and I have always problems with the strings: we can create the lumps without equal! The wind that beats Arnad certainly does not help us to keep them in order!
love climbing on long routes: I like to continue to rise, face the mountain, climb up to where there is none. only be parked on the lanyard hanging on the wall: listen to the birds, watching the ants, the lizards greet, see the emptiness in me. However, it is a much more that exhausting climb on single pitch rock climbing: there is no rest, to make sure the location is always uncomfortable, you should always be very careful not to be maneuvering into trouble. active and alert is one way to experience the mountains: the single pitch rock climbing are fun but a lot less exciting and all-encompassing in the ascent along a wall.
I'm sorry but it was not yet able to rise from the first, if not pull up very easy: you can relieve a swab would be faster and reduce parking maneuvering, would also allow him to rest a little.
I need training, but unfortunately during the winter, I was often stopped and my poor health I have decisamente fiaccato.
sono sicura che dopo la laurea e dopo l'intervento sarà tutto diverso.
so che imparerò. allora saremo in grado di affrontare vie più difficili; saremo in grado di faticare entrambi di meno e salire sempre di più!
rientriamo al furgone stanchi e distrutti! fioc mastica amaro, non riuscendo ad accettare il fatto di non aver finito la via. torneremo, con più tempo e più energie, e porteremo a termine l'impresa!!
dopo una bella merenda ad arnad rietriamo a casa per pulirla un poco, in attesa di marco e susanna!
domenica 29:
siamo d'accordo per una gita sci-alpinistica. dopo un attento studio della guida, decidiamo di salire palon de resy , in val d'ayas: per quanto esposta a sud, l'escursione prevede due diversi itinerari: da scegliere in base all'innevamento. sembra un buon percorso, tenuto conto anche delle condizioni climatiche e dei pericoli tipici di questo periodo caldo: proprio mercoledì scorso al crest, sopra champoluc, si è staccata una valanga su un gruppo di scialpinisti...
lasciate le auto a st.jacques, alla fine della strada, proseguiamo a piedi, perplessi per la totale assenza di neve: la troveremo! ci consoliamo...
dopo un attento esame della carta geografica, ci incamminiamo lungo un sentiero nel bosco che ahimè non assomiglia troppo alla "strada interpoderale" we are looking for ... still stumped, let's proceed.
the group is as follows:
staple with mountaineering equipment,
Mark and Susan with sticks and table
seas with sticks and all.
dry on the trail in the forest are an advantage: travel light, I have a pair of comfortable hiking boots, and marina in my shoulder only ciaspolette. bud is made worse skis and boots heavy and stiff on his feet!
finally reached the bottom of the valley floor of the will be lower, we find the snow!
we are in a wonderful place: the Monte Rosa massif is in front of us, its huge glaciers dominate us and glisten in the sunlight of spring.
without knowing where and how we begin the climb: marco open a nearly vertical track on a steep wooded slope, but needs to adjust the trajectory after a little scolding susanna! proceed on the mountain slope is strong and just out of the woods the snow does not hold. is slippery and hard!
arrive on the crest rather tired and realize it was wrong mountain!
sveglioni are four on the wrong mountain! Well, anyway the show is breathtaking from up here, we are on a terrace facing the mountain rose in silence in front of us a bowl of bright snow, marked Only the footprints of hares and other wild animals. from which we climbed the slope is very steep and it does not seem suitable for descent: We decide to get one small step at a hundred yards, and a way down on the other side of the mountain.
we are now on a balcony from which to enjoy a spectacular view: the whole valley opens up below us and always at the bottom of him, the rose, with its glaciers!
the descent that my friends is great fun, as the snow is very soft now, for me (on foot) is very busy: as long as the snow holds, I can get along in leaps and bounds softly the slope, where, however, the snow is too soft in trouble: do not keeps me slide and I can not stop except against some rocks or tree ... take off my snowshoes and go down better, but that effort! poor me.
for next winter I will have organized and equipped for touring, I will also have to learn to ski off-piste ... but I can not go on like this!
was a busy day but a memorable one: great satisfaction for the great trip and good company! significant, even the snack Brusson based on beans, cheese and wine!
I came back this weekend happy but exhausted!
also the sun on Sunday, I burned the skin of the face and only now, after several applications ointment, I lost a bit 'fluorescence!
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