<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:44:39.004-08:00</updated><category term='JF'/><title type='text'>adelante</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-293109566849665755</id><published>2007-12-09T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T07:18:09.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>padre nostro...</title><content type='html'>hola querida gente!&lt;br /&gt;hoy me he despertado a las 8.00 y he salido a correr en la campana rosatese, que chulo..ahora si que me siento bien!&lt;br /&gt;En genova todo bien, hemos hecho una semana en la "accademia del mare" y cada pausa la hacia en el mar, cerveza en una mano e cigarillo en la otra como un verdadero marinero o mosquetero ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he aprendido el padre nostro genovese:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padre nostro&lt;br /&gt;che sei dei nostri&lt;br /&gt;liberaci dal peccato&lt;br /&gt;pagaci un avvocato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padre nostro&lt;br /&gt;che sei dei nostri&lt;br /&gt;libera i compagni&lt;br /&gt;tutti comunisti&lt;br /&gt;non c'indurre in tentazione&lt;br /&gt;paga la cauzione&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os doy un beso!roby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-293109566849665755?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/293109566849665755/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=293109566849665755' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/293109566849665755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/293109566849665755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/12/padre-nostro.html' title='padre nostro...'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-3827721553825997667</id><published>2007-12-02T03:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:51:00.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il racconto dell'isola sconosciuta</title><content type='html'>Datemi una barca disse l'uomo.&lt;br /&gt;e voi, a che scopo, volete una barca, si può sapere domandò il re.&lt;br /&gt;Per andare alla ricerca dell'isola sconosciuta, rispose l'uomo.&lt;br /&gt;Sciocchezze, isole sconosciute non ce ne sono più. Sono tutte sulle carte.&lt;br /&gt;Sulle carte geografiche ci sono le isole conosciute.&lt;br /&gt;E qual'è quest'isola sconosciuta di cui volete andare in cerca.&lt;br /&gt;Se ve lo potessi dire allora non sarebbe sconosciuta.&lt;br /&gt;Josè Saramago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-3827721553825997667?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/3827721553825997667/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=3827721553825997667' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/3827721553825997667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/3827721553825997667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/12/il-racconto-dellisola-sconosciuta.html' title='Il racconto dell&apos;isola sconosciuta'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-2221483996643765545</id><published>2007-11-13T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T02:21:20.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al final...</title><content type='html'>hola..hoy mi tren llegaba a la estacion de Franca de Barcelona en vez estoy en mi habitacion en rosate siempre con una maleta en el pasillo, siempre con  gana de viajar..pero me irè a Génova en Liguria, donde hacen la FOCACCIA buena y donde reina MARIO el dios del pescado, porque me han cogido en la seleccion Costa Crociera! Serà un mes de Master allì , gratuito y como siempre invito a mis amigos a visitarme!&lt;br /&gt;Habia un monton de regalos para el Hector, ahora tengo que comerme los 5 kilos de Parmigiano Reggiano con mi vestido rojo escotado y mientras tanto escuchar todos los audio libros que habia bajado..que lastima!&lt;br /&gt;Pero prometo venir para las fiestas de navidad y pasar la noche vieja contigo (y tu sabes a quien me refiero) y con todos mis amigos que viven en Barcelona olèèèèè!&lt;br /&gt;Empieza una nueva aventura y un nuevo viaje, no sè lo que me està esperando pero es todo muy excitante.&lt;br /&gt;Un beso grande, Roby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor corregid los errores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-2221483996643765545?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/2221483996643765545/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=2221483996643765545' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/2221483996643765545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/2221483996643765545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/11/al-final.html' title='Al final...'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-7749798681907929015</id><published>2007-11-10T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:21:23.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bella lì!</title><content type='html'>Virtud galactica de ser vivo, de partenecer a esta tierra de contemplar y disfrutar de sus mares de sus perfumes y de su gente. Somos todos nativo de esta gran locura, la magia existe y algunas veces los suenos superan la realidad!Gracias a todos mis amigos, os quiero mucho!Roby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-7749798681907929015?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/7749798681907929015/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=7749798681907929015' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/7749798681907929015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/7749798681907929015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/11/bella-l.html' title='bella lì!'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-7973695038036330124</id><published>2007-11-05T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T04:31:22.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La favola del lime in crisi d'identità</title><content type='html'>C'era una volta un lime che era molto angosciato.&lt;br /&gt;"Non sono nè limone nè arancia" si diceva, e se ne stava molto preoccupato sopra il suo albero.&lt;br /&gt;Passava il tempo a gurdare le arance dell'albero di fronte e anche i limoni, ed era molto angosciato perchè non era nè l'uno nè l'altro.&lt;br /&gt;Un giorno arrivarono Saul e Andulio, staccarono il lime e si misero a giocare a calcio usandolo come pallone. "Sono guarito!"esclamò l'ex lime mentre Andulio dribblava Saul e lo tirava con decisione nella porta avversaria, che era il pollaio. Il grido "goool" svegliò un maialino che, credendo di essere un pollo, dormiva su una trave del pollaio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORALE: gli armadi non hanno mai una sola porta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-7973695038036330124?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/7973695038036330124/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=7973695038036330124' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/7973695038036330124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/7973695038036330124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/11/la-favola-del-lime-in-crisi-didentit.html' title='La favola del lime in crisi d&apos;identità'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-6825435195501697813</id><published>2007-11-02T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T06:19:26.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>el presente</title><content type='html'>Vamos a explicaros lo que es mi presente...&lt;br /&gt;Habia enviado un curriculum a costa crociere ..que es?&lt;br /&gt;La compania mas importante de crucero en Italia...&lt;br /&gt;Aceptan mi curriculum y el dia 30 de octubre hago la primera prueba ..dos pruebas de psicologia , dos pruebas de lengua inglesa y una de lengua espanola...supero las pruebas y me llaman para hacer la prueba oral...La harè el dia 8 de noviembre&lt;br /&gt;como estoy?&lt;br /&gt;Despues de este largo camino de seleccion tomaran solo 20 personas despues de el master de 308 horas...y al final solo el 60 % de los 20 empezaran a trabajar.&lt;br /&gt;como estoy?&lt;br /&gt;Hombre...estoy feliz de continuar la seleccion pero me pregunto ...despues de todo este difficil y largo camino porque no tomar todas las 20 personas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quien serà "eliminado"solo al final de el final...despues de el master..no es una perdida de ilusion..no es tomar el pelo a la gente?&lt;br /&gt;Hombre el tiempo es asesino ...y 308 horas son muchas ...entonces...&lt;br /&gt;como estoy?&lt;br /&gt;Hombre continuo la selleccion pero porque no hacen las cosas bien?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para llegar a una conclusion..Acabemos con las pruebas psicologica..ridicula.. y dejadme trabajar...necesito experiencia practica!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os doy un beso fuerte. ROBY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengo el teclado italiano con acentos diferentes y sin (egne)&lt;br /&gt;Por favor corregid los errores!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-6825435195501697813?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/6825435195501697813/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=6825435195501697813' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/6825435195501697813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/6825435195501697813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/11/el-presente.html' title='el presente'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-4828206322684566680</id><published>2007-10-28T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T06:01:20.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La favola del piccolo sarto</title><content type='html'>C'era una volta un piccolo sarto che cuciva molto e molto bene con la sua macchina da cucire. Le altre macchine del quartiere lo prendevano in giro e gli dicevano :" Frocio, solo le vecchie fanno le sarte!". Allora il piccolo sarto cucì la bocca a tutti quelli che lo prendevano in giro e oggi non possiamo sapere come andò a finire la storia perchè nessuno potè raccontarla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-4828206322684566680?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/4828206322684566680/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=4828206322684566680' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/4828206322684566680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/4828206322684566680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/10/la-favola-del-piccolo-sarto.html' title='La favola del piccolo sarto'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266894583097853200.post-2623561943966129960</id><published>2007-10-28T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T04:58:35.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JF'/><title type='text'>ALTROVE</title><content type='html'>Andiamo via creatura mia,&lt;br /&gt;via verso l'altrove.&lt;br /&gt;Lì ci sono giorni sempre miti&lt;br /&gt;e campi sempre belli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La luna che splende su  chi&lt;br /&gt;là vaga conento e libero&lt;br /&gt;ha intessuto la sua luce con le tenebre&lt;br /&gt;dell'immortalità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lì si incominciano a vedere le cose,&lt;br /&gt;le favole narrate sono dolci come quelle non raccontte,&lt;br /&gt;là le canzoni reali-sognate sono cantate&lt;br /&gt;da labbra che si possono contemplare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il tempo lì è un momento di allegria,&lt;br /&gt;la vita una sete soddisfatta,&lt;br /&gt;l'amore come quello di un bacio&lt;br /&gt;quando quel bacio è il primo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non abbiamo bisogno di una nave, creatura mia,&lt;br /&gt;ma delle nostre speranze finchè saranno ancora belle,&lt;br /&gt;non di rematori, ma di sfrenate fantasie.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, andiam a cercar l'altrove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3266894583097853200-2623561943966129960?l=bibitravels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/feeds/2623561943966129960/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3266894583097853200&amp;postID=2623561943966129960' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/2623561943966129960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266894583097853200/posts/default/2623561943966129960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibitravels.blogspot.com/2007/10/altrove.html' title='ALTROVE'/><author><name>bibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05370803130711985921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
