Left Melbourne in the evening, we arrived in
Canberra in the early morning after a sleepless night now usual. There were approximately eight hours in which none of us was able to close eye. Arriving at the bus station, we rushed to call Ms Loretta Rosin in a flash there came to recover. But who is this lady Rosin? Well ... we forgot to tell you ... in Melbourne had phoned Mrs Loretta, who is chairman of the club Treviso in
Canberra. She has not only been available to us to visit the city, but there has also hosted at his home. Mrs. Loretta does not live exactly in the center of
Canberra, but a few tens of kilometers, in the first periphery, in a wonderful place.
For the first time we have seen the true
Australia, that of film, documentary, the Australian bush! In fact until now we had only seen the city and grattaceli but there had never happened to see the hinterland. It is difficult to explain what constitutes the Australian hinterland, because in reality there is nothing, but it is attractive, terribly fascinating.
Rosin arrived home, we stayed for a while 'to admire the landscape, red soil, the eucalyptus, in the hope of seeing some well kangaroo. Then we discarded the baggage in the rooms we were assigned ... Well yes, actually two rooms ... stuff for the rich! Then we have eaten breakfast and we went to take a rest in order to recover strength for the evening, in which the lady had already scheduled a meeting with travisani of
Canberra. We proposed to stand up to an hour, but was so tired and we slept until half the afternoon. Just get up, Mrs. Loretta has prepared a generous snack ... prosciutto and melon, deleted, cheese and real bread ... I know it seems unbelievable but it is. It was like being back home with our mother that we prepared a lot of good things and took loving care of us.
Then mother Loretta led us to make a girettino toward the center of
Canberra to visit the Australian Parliament. A structure that stands out in a flashy about the city, and that the features. Indeed this is precisely the reason that led to the creation of the city of
Canberra, the localization of political power in a middle three Melbourne and Sydney ... and so was born a city to "table":
Canberra.
However, the parliament is certainly a place worth a visit, both inside (where it is sprinkled with Italian marbles are moving too strong!).
After the visit to parliament, we proceed directly to the Italian club, where we know the full committee. Wonderful people and a lot interested in what they were doing ... even in this case we immersed in the stories and the unique stories of all these people who were forced to leave Italy to seek fortune abroad. It is difficult to imagine the hardships and sorrows that have had to make a deal for life ... from scratch. What consolation is that at the end who really seems to have done and can now enjoy the benefits of a life of sacrifice.
Then came the time for dinner ... not even tell you what there was to eat, because it was so much good that I can hardly remember ... I have a vivid memory of the pennette matriciana, a fantastic ossocolli, a superb main course of chicken-based ... and then my memory is obscure, perhaps because I had a belly so full that my brain was fully committed to tell me to stop gobble everything that went before me ... but it was too good and then it was too long that did not kind of a dinner. The meal ended with the most classic coffee. We were very complete and although we had unschackled the button of the trousers, still not found peace ... that's why we seized on the fly to the proposal of Mark, the youngest son of mother Loretta, who has led us to do some 'movement into a bowling green, in fact he is a fan Bocciofila, who took part in a lot of competitions also worldwide. Of course there was history, was too good for us, but at least we digested! Meanwhile there has also achieved Franco, the firstborn, and we did well as its knowledge ... Rosin these too cute! Still partially stunned by dinner we were directed to "our" bed and we left a deep sleep.
The next morning we left with Mum Rosin towards a nature reserve with a name so difficult to imagine that if I can write! On the road to reach the reserves we have seen kangaroos, far from well meant, but we have seen in freedom. The natural park promised sightings of kangaroos, koala and emu, but perhaps because of a recent fire that has seriously compromised, even animal tracks. Indeed, we saw a koala, Lucky, the only miraculously survived the fire. To be fair, we have also seen a lot of birds in a marshy area on their behalf. However, animals aside, the show was really something great! We then returned home where we met Luisa, the daughter of mother Rosin. Indeed ... A special thanks to Luisa who has graciously yielded the bed!
In the evening had been scheduled to "dinner youth" would be left with all the children of mother Rosin, where we also met Massimo, the only child that we missed the call. They took us to dinner at a restaurant where the dishes were so big, but so large that only a look you were to say: "but where I put all that stuff!" but it might be for training the night before, it will be because we were hungry, it will be all that was good, but we have not left the prisoners and we have brushed it all. Then we went to take coffee in a central and clubs did talk about more and less. It is late and we returned home where we started to make backpacks for the next day we had to leave for Sydney.