<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Italia on Daniele Bailo</title><link>https://danielebailo.github.io/tags/italia/</link><description>Recent content in Italia on Daniele Bailo</description><generator>Hugo -- 0.150.1</generator><language>it-IT</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2016 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://danielebailo.github.io/tags/italia/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Italia - España connection</title><link>https://danielebailo.github.io/en/news/italia-espana-connection/</link><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danielebailo.github.io/en/news/italia-espana-connection/</guid><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This post is simply an homage to my new Spanish friends. The story is straightforward.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As often happens, I found myself in Brussels for work. This time it was only for one day, so I arrived the evening before the meeting and wandered around the city on my own. I went for a beer at the wonderful &lt;a href="http://deliriumcafe.be/"&gt;Delirium Café&lt;/a&gt;, where I met three Spanish people. It was very easy to start talking with them. We Italians and Spaniards do not usually have much trouble connecting with other people and starting a conversation. On the contrary, the problem is often making us stop talking, but that is another story.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Italia - España connection</title><link>https://danielebailo.github.io/news/italia-espana-connection/</link><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danielebailo.github.io/news/italia-espana-connection/</guid><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This post is just an homage to my new Spanish friends. The story is pretty simple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’ve found myself in Brussels because of my job, as it often happens. This time it was for one day only, so I got to Brussels the evening before the meeting, and I was around, alone. I then went for a beer (at the wonderful &lt;a href="http://deliriumcafe.be/"&gt;Delirium Café&lt;/a&gt; ) were I stumbled upon 3 Spanish people. You know, it was quite simple to get in touch with them. We - the Italians - and the Spanishes don’t have any particular probelm in gettin in touch with others and talk (on the contrary, often the problem is to make us stop talking… but that&amp;rsquo;s another story…). So, to make the long story short, the three Spanishes were part of a bigger group, coming mainly from Madrid and Extremadura (&lt;a href="https://www.google.be/search?q=MERIDA&amp;#43;spain&amp;amp;biw=1178&amp;amp;bih=774&amp;amp;noj=1&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbo=u&amp;amp;source=univ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ved=0ahUKEwiet_OpqOnKAhWDIQ8KHS3dBWQQsAQIKw"&gt;Merida&lt;/a&gt;). A group of friends who - once each year - take some days off in the Carnival period and go to one European city. Wonderful! Simply wonderful. I could practice my Spanish (which is not dead actually, even though the real mystery remains: where the heck did I learn Spanish? I can&amp;rsquo;t remember… but it doesn’t matter…). In the end we had a dinner together, and they were so nice that they even offered the dinner. Great!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>