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11/1/11: two Roman writers to Vomero between GPS and" curly "hot

was a long time and I Lory output does not allow us outside the city in tandem, without husbands and boyfriends in tow. The occasion has it provided the presentation of our Neapolitan RIVER PAGANO Loffredo at the library, the Vomero. So 'we put in the car (my mythical francesissima Lulu') and we left Kerbaker street number 21. Now you know that Naples 'city' that frightens the native driver does not (I believe the same for Rome, but I've lived in Rome and then ...). The urban and 'the most creative, the wide streets alternate with ammazzacarrozzeria lanes, one way streets resemble the scales of magic Hogworth (in that place enjoying the change of will' own) and parking and 'pure utopia. Pero 'return by train, after 20, would be problematic and I was honored Christmas in a supertechnological and cheaply with Nokia satellite navigation system, so we challenged the courage of four hands, we are informed of the parking garage in the area daily and on. The GPS is 'activated in the vicinity' of the freeway with latch of Naples and myself (who loves technology but does not trust the way down), it was already 'output documented more' fit: number 9, Vomero. Needless to say the voice of the navigator fluty tells us to prepare output: Arenella. Panico. As Arenella? Strong urban legends about motorists who've trusted the GPS and are still wandering in limbo exotic multi-dimensional, I turn to Lory: "What do I do? I trust?"
Lory and 'fatalistic and not give her time to answer or take the exit and we crashed on the guardrail in a chorus of car horns. Take. It makes a strange effect depend entirely on a virtual voice that guides you safely on streets with an air that you are totally unknown. Between a "decidedly left turn" (which means make a U) and "at the roundabout take the third exit (which means trustworthy, 'cause the navigator one way streets not just count them), the voice takes us straight to via Kerbaker and fate smiles on us with an open seat on the blue lines. The time to discover that more parking in Naples 'continues, more' coast and it is sensible to walk in a shopping area (via Alessandro Scarlatti). We are told that one of the salons of Naples, the balances are going crazy but Laura and Lory chicks abnormal and showcase from which I just can not break away and 'that of a pastry. The merchandise appears irresistible. The skewer of "bombs" with cream or Nutella chocolate casting tempts us. Resist? Resist ... about five minutes. Then retrace our steps and ask the article several 'diet. "Two donuts," says Lory. "Two staples," corrects seriously fat pastry. Call it what you like, I'm thinking while at first bite subisco an ecstasy of taste buds. "But I'm hot," says Lory. "I'm always hot, the severe stresses pastry chef. And it 'on their faces sprinkled with sugar and mouth again in trip to "clip" that we are to welcome friends from Naples on the threshold of Loffredo. Featured copies RIVER PAGANO are close to the masterpiece by Maurizio De Giovanni "Day of the Dead." The photo and 'a must. Maurizio arrives and then with him Aurelio, Francesco, Enza, Floriana, Simoni, Gianni ... We are many and Mauritius began to speak of our novel in words that are sweet as the "clips" and not gain weight for nothing in return. It 'was a good show, we signed the copies, we are among friends who can never thank enough. Confident in the magic power of GPS, back from Lulu 'no doubt return to Rome. But the navigator tells us that, as far as I know him, we just Marechiaro off, right in the Bay of Naples. Panic! Trying to get us riacchiappare we move from the GPS and the satellite only to square Vanvitelli us hooked, ready to bring us back home in a dark and stormy night.

Laura

ps this and 'my account. A quick trip to the second Neapolitan Lory