Sara

Who are they? An exercise imbarazzantissimo this to show up on a web site… better to start with the easy stuff ... the identity card’ dice che ho 30 years and that have high 1,55 m. While at first because it makes it hard to believe, on the second there are doubts its. I am a Midget (I aim to surpass the wall 1 five feet at least the big day thanks to a pair of heels as it should be), but I do not miss either physical energies, nor, unfortunately, energie mentali ...

I come from a country with a funny name (Bellinzago Lombardo in the province of Milan) I've always liked a little and they are gone as soon as possible. The mine, in fact, has so far been a life of continuous movements. From Bellinzago I took the distances to 14 years to attend a secondary school in Milan. Although the "college of girls" – unfortunately it is not a joke, my high school was called just as – 've met some friends who are still tied, proibirei categoricaemnte my daughter to attend! A 19 year old, with a head full of theoretical concepts, but knowing little or nothing of life and what I liked, I moved to Pavia with the idea of ​​studying something that would allow me to be useful to others and the desire to start living a normal life. I enrolled in the Social Sciences for Economic Cooperation and Development, I went to live in a university college to go to bed before 2 was un'eresia e, for different time, I felt like a fish out of water. I had not even finished the first year of university I decided it was time to try something new and so here I am to apply for six months Erasmus. In a dark afternoon in January of the second year of university’ are landed in Umea, in the north of Sweden. All’epoca, square as I was, seemed to me a perfect destination: a very different place from Italy, they spoke English but it was not England, a beautifully arranged campus. Now, thinking back to those six months, the things that I remember with most pleasure are the aurora borealis and being soaked in tubs of hot water surrounded by snow and ice.

The day that I traferita in Florence, instead, the sun was shining and I was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Sara’ perhaps what to Florence’ born soon love, almost comparable to that of a Florentine doc. Too bad my stubborn Lombard accent makes me hopelessly foreign… In Florence, I enrolled in the degree in economy of advanced development. New rhythms, new friends and new journeys ... .Thanks a couple of astral conjunctions in favor and two parents very cooperative, I was able to start and at the end of the first and second year of the course for two three-month internship, the first in northeastern Brazil, and the second in New Delhi, in India. Both experiences are marked on my calendar as a personal aB, d.B. e a.I., d.I.

After graduation, I tried to go back nell'amatissimo Brazil for a year with the international civil service, but this time things have gone wrong. After three months I was fired because the project that I should work was essentially non-existent and are then returned to Florence.

I saluted again a year later, in January 2010, mistakenly thinking that it was a farewell. For some mysterious design of fate, in which my will has played a marginal role, in a January day I went back to the time of Umea. At the same sunsets to 2 afternoon and degrees below zero, integrate Umea like working alone was much more difficult than doing it as an Erasmus student. After the first three months I was afraid that I would go to the supermarket just to talk to someone over the weekend silenziossimi (Apparently someone had really this habit…). For a few months I was daily assailed by the desire to give it all up, to hell with the doctorate and all the rest. And then, thanks to the many lecture tours, sport, al tango, some colleagues umeesi, the endless sessions and skype phone with girlfriends more or less distant (and with mom and dad, admittedly!) I learned that even the North Pole you can’ float. This certainly has not deterred me from 'accept the offer of a friend to participate in a trip organized by Patagonia Travel Adventures in the World ....

In the "after Patagonia" I have not stopped making bags, to move, of participating in strenuous sports that are innorridire my friends and to question the useful work that I want to do when you grow. For some 'time, but, I feel that a “house” I just found.

John

Here I am: all tenera eta’ of 40 year old (at the time of publication of this site) I find myself writing a few lines about me, a powder’ as elementary school, I looked puzzled when a white page still entitled “Topic: I talk about me”. Only then I had fewer things to choose from…

We start. I have always lived in Villasanta, that though it might not be the ideal place to live, and’ the place to sink my roots, and to which they are (and I will be ') always fond of. In the first 18 years of my life playing football and little else. And then, with ideas yet not too light, I decided to enroll in Industrial Chemistry I can addirittuta to finish (above all to the delight of my). After graduation finally comes the moment of economic independence, at a time to find a job is still relatively easy. After a couple of years of collaboration with universities, I am employed at STMicroelectronics (“mamma ST”), where I get to one of the first ambitious goals of my life: work less than 10 km casa! E la qualità della vita inizia a cambiare in meglio 🙂 Da allora ho cambiato altre due compagnie, always stretched while sitting on chair: miracles of industry!

For the rest, in addition to soccer (all-absorbing passion for most of my life) I have devoted many years in Scouting, they are still tied, and photography, that practical especially in the mountains or on the go. If you have some’ of time by throwing, you can visit my Flickr space: Mazzotex

Even though I walk and’ always loved the mountains and we have always gone, come on 30 onwards I started attending more and more alpine environments’ assiduously, gaining confidence in my footsteps and taste for the challenge to climb more and more’ in alto. After a couple of years of self-study, in 2007 attend the 47th course of rock CAI Monza, which gives me essential tools to go to the mountains in safety and especially a group of enthusiasts like me that soon become my inseparable companions of vertical experiences, su roccia, ice or snow that it is. Since then, the mountain attracts me irresistibly toward you and, I have to be honest, I do not do anything to oppose. Some of our experiences is told in the site Ilgiardinetto47

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We met in Patagonia, during a trip with “Adventures in the World” winter 2011-2012. Although we are born just a few miles away, we had to make en route to the end of the world to be able to meet. Just paradoxical, almost like how the fact of being approached in one of the places of solitude par excellence. On the other hand neither of them have never liked the simple things!

Since then, nonstante the many miles that you are always interposed between us, we have continued to “be there nice” (Bonfanti, 2012). Now, new horizons open before us in the face, but we are calm. When we arrived alone at the end of the world, the remaining, together, will certainly be closer!