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two months I've been in this city. A city that has much to say, which has many places to visit and which houses a lot of friends and strangers to meet. A city that is coming into winter, when temperatures drop and snow can be seen in the mountains. A European city in northern Italy, able to conquer South American immigrants, Asian, Arab and / or African.

But not in the mood to talk about Torino. No. I talk about my home country. He who physically left for 60 days.

Thanks - or no-tech to have been connected to the current Venezuelan more than 90%. Just have a blackberry cell ÜberTwitter the application is sufficient. Also check Internet news, chat with my fellow college and checking facebook absolutely more than once daily. Much of me is still in Venezuela.

The reason why I fail to disconnect it so much I love my country. I can not find out what happens at this historic moment, I can not go to the football stadium and see Juve play and not think about anything else. It is unhealthy in some way, but I get oxygen in this free country regressions revolutionary. And I can not believe how much, precisely, my country has fallen so quickly!

How could begin water rationing at this point in contemporary society? How does the Head of State and Government will say that the shower should last maximum 3 minutes? How will criticize those who take longer? "How is it possible that rationing also has political connotations and separatist leaving waterless weekend east of Caracas? Mind you, we do need to ration water consumption should be aware of and preserve natural resources, but the individual who must develop the mindset and the imposition not a welfare state.

Let's talk about light. Outages, the blackouts, the "reasoning power" of the government's failure, the nationalization of the entire energy sector to expose the maximum inefficiency and failure, the creation of a Ministry more to "solve the problem "the little investment that occupied this sector, CORPOELEC, lack of energy development planning, the request of the President of the Republic of Shopping Centers to acquire its own power plant or else "the close" - said the man, that everyone is going to have to have its own power plant at home to not depend on a mess and government service.

can also comment on the grim assessment of the government, the voice of its greatest exponent, on persons with disabilities. Consider this an insult, considering also that a state official can not be a person with disabilities, dealing with so little respect for many people, discriminate, separate, divide. How beautiful it was. How beautiful it is all true.

few things I thought and we all Venezuelans that could surprise again this national tragedy. But the government continues to surprise everyone with his foolish adventures, extravagant, foolish, that got him out to a distorted reality with no time to stop and think that every one of these stupid things is, in fact, a bit silly.

All this involution in my short time here. All this nonsense in just 60 days. A new record for this-and-long national drama. He

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August 27, Thursday, Reynaldo got up late because he had drunk the night before. It was vacation, what mattered the hour of dawn. He climbed the stairs of his house, even with eyes closed to the kitchen and prepared some food. No mouse, he knows how far to go when climbs the bottle.

At that same time Douglas and his eyes were wide open, had attended a breakfast with several young political enthusiasts, who have wanted to amend the country's direction. I have a couple of years working on this and seek to create a movement of movements to generate significant social changes. A golden generation. After discussing for a long time, Douglas had to excuse himself and go to work. Nothing is free in this life.

Tempranito that morning, Veronica went through the fourth of his daughter to see who was still asleep. He smiled at her sleeping so peacefully. "My angel" - he thought. And he was right, was his angel. Happily went through the kitchen, get some sweet and walked straight to the office. Work and her daughter left no time to think of anything, much less breakfast. He

August 27, Thursday like any other, went unnoticed by many. One more day of the week, one day less for the weekend. Ordinary, common, nothing fancy. That day was normal routine for a very unique-and different-for me.

That morning I got up early to finish making my suitcase. I needed a couple of things-all-for packing. Arrived 2 of my best friends and turned to fire me. Hugs and memories. I finished packing, say goodbye to my brothers, my cousins \u200b\u200band uncles. I got out with my parents to Maiquetia esparábamos ate while boarding time (which is merely for guidance, because the flight always come late), did the tail together as far as I could. Then, farewell. Now, alone. I looked, my parents were still there waving. I did the same and automatic doors were closed. See you soon Venezuela, August 27 because that went to Torino to stay for a year. The úlltimo year career, a year abroad, my year. Just full of hugs and memories.

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Hugs and memories "Traveller, there is no way ..." My country

The ceiling is a limit. The walls shorten space. One room is closed and well defined. You can only go certain points and that's it. No more, no less.

The future can not be finite. The future of the past is the present and it is always changing. Always moving and not knowing what their next state. Can not be stopped, caught, much less limited.

The path we always give to the horizon and no matter which of the paths we take, there's always some way to go. All of us can choose where to go, without customs, immigration control ask the purpose of the visit or any toll. Only because we want and because we can. It is our footpaths, our choice and our future. No limits, no roof.

"Wayfarer, your footsteps
the way and nothing more;
traveler, there is no path,
is made by walking.

By walking the path
and looking back is
is the path that never
has walked again. "

-Antonio Machado