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umbria trip: day 1
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יום חמישי, 30 באוקטובר 2008. The time is 02.30 am, Thursday September 11. I'm sitting on a rock. Outside the dairy, the smell of cows wafting into my nostrils. It. I should have been in a taxi on my way to my friend Yoni's, on our way to. The airport, on our way to Umbria. And Yoni isn't answering his phone. His secretary was meant to have ordered a taxi to pick me up from Tuval, in the Galilee, where I live. Mixed up. A great start to our holiday. Class lounge. Phil was waiting for us there already.
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umbria trip: אוקטובר 2008
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יום שישי, 31 באוקטובר 2008. This coming day would force us to deal with a serious drama. Namely, where were we going to throw Yoni whilst he managed a conference call to Israel? Or was it more correct to ask where was Yoni going to ditch us whille he temporarily turned into J.R. from "Dallas"? It will only take an hour" he promised. Garry and I naively believed him. Eventually we found a large empty car park leading to a large supermarket, leaving Yoni and his cellphone to wander around the said carpark.
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Emanuele | Mother Merry
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My Kids Don't Want to Hear It. I am smitten with a young Italian man named Emanuele. And yes, my husband knows! I have never met the man, but have exchanged numerous emails in the course of arranging accommodation at his farm in Umbria for my husband and I and our Aussie friends. His website is what sold me on his property. ( http:/ www.al-borghetto.it. My friend, J., and I used to dream of celebrating our 50. And, intrigued by the website, I contacted Emanuele:. And so I booked:. 8220;tank you very much...