To my Norwegian friends
One year that I was in Norway! My first plane trip, so far away, and I was only afraid of the plane, I did not knew that there was a possibility of being also afraid of something called Eyjafjallajökull :) However, for me, this is the meaning of courage: to face the fears. And I am sure that I would have met angels to protect me even from the volcano, as well as I have met angels in the mountains, in the boats and in other adventures. In this 17th May, of course, I remember the Independence Day of Norway. The beautiful parades, the wonderful landscape and, especially, the lovely people I have knew. Great memories. I taste strawberries here, but they have not the same taste that the ones from Norway. Everything was so special and I really would like to say again how I am thankful and how that experience was important to my life. I would like to write more things in English in my blogsite, but it is difficult to have time to produce in both languages. Writing in different languages is no