<?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-5845504086441761480</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:44:31.760-08:00</updated><category term='Nici foame si nici sete'/><category term='Echipa cu SMURDUL Italian'/><category term='TALAVERA DE LA REINA'/><category term='SA DUS INCA UN AN'/><category term='Sertarele memoriei'/><category term='LICURICI DE IARNA.'/><category term='Am vazut moartea cu ochii'/><category term='ADUCERI AMINTE'/><category term='PORTUGALIA'/><category term='celula mea timp de un an si ceva'/><category term='DRAGUTA'/><title type='text'>CALATOR PRIN LUMEA LARGA</title><subtitle type='html'>Nu e cinestie ce ,e o parte din viata mea .Nu sint impresii de calatorie pt. ca nu am calatorit asa de mult cum as fi vrut. e un fragment din calatoria mea prin viata.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-3803257904982515668</id><published>2009-12-31T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:44:53.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SA DUS INCA UN AN'/><title type='text'>LA MULTI ANI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Szx_zsWSnjI/AAAAAAAAB3E/VTiuEoHKAYc/s1600-h/imagesCA1NFEMY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421348577501945394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Szx_zsWSnjI/AAAAAAAAB3E/VTiuEoHKAYc/s320/imagesCA1NFEMY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;UN AN NOU FERICIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;UN BATRINEL CU CHIPUL DRAG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;VA VENI LA VOI IN PRAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SA NU-L GONITI,E MOS  AJUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SI VA ADUCE UN AN MAI BUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LA MULTI ANI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Szx_nX7Jx5I/AAAAAAAAB28/o8FMisynFV8/s1600-h/mai-multe-fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421348365860980626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Szx_nX7Jx5I/AAAAAAAAB28/o8FMisynFV8/s320/mai-multe-fireworks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-3803257904982515668?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/3803257904982515668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-multi-ani.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/3803257904982515668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/3803257904982515668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-multi-ani.html' title='LA MULTI ANI!'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Szx_zsWSnjI/AAAAAAAAB3E/VTiuEoHKAYc/s72-c/imagesCA1NFEMY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-7305727931743771941</id><published>2009-12-23T07:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T07:11:39.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LICURICI DE IARNA.'/><title type='text'>LUMINITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SzIytk7drdI/AAAAAAAAB1c/V8C1HPV0iws/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418449060268715474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SzIytk7drdI/AAAAAAAAB1c/V8C1HPV0iws/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LA MULTI ANI !UN CRACIUN FERICIT SI UN AN NOU CU BUCURII SI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMPLINIRI.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-7305727931743771941?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/7305727931743771941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/12/luminite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/7305727931743771941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/7305727931743771941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/12/luminite.html' title='LUMINITE'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SzIytk7drdI/AAAAAAAAB1c/V8C1HPV0iws/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-118444255096040573</id><published>2009-10-30T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:09:18.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PORTUGALIA'/><title type='text'>15 AUGUST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SusYy5HuQAI/AAAAAAAABw4/BRqvrVB87tM/s1600-h/CIMG1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398435840939409410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SusYy5HuQAI/AAAAAAAABw4/BRqvrVB87tM/s320/CIMG1180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am fost zilele astea in Toledo, si de fiecare data ma napadesc amintirile,ma bintuiesc as putea spune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Face-ti cunostinta cu piticul meu,paznic la florile mele pe care le-am lasat in casa copiilor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I-mi aduc aminte ca atunci, demult,foarte demult cind eram cu capul in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nori ,ca dupa ce a trecut nici o luna de cind ne-am cunoscut,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a venit si 15 august de sf.Maria cind speram ca o s-o petrecem impreuna,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I-mi aduc aminte cum pregatea terenul ca o sa se duca in Soria(un oras f. departe de Toledo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;si ca bla, bla ,bla si tot asa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si eu ca o proasta ce eram am pus botul, desi beculetul rosu s-a aprins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gata sa explodeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vine ziua de 15 si vine si dinsul cu un buchet de abia putea-i sa-l ti in brate, mi-a zis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La multi ani !! si a plecat la Soria .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si eu ca o proasta am ramas acasa cu frate-sau si apucate de curatenie ca era un jeg de-l razuiai cu sapa ca nu se putea curata cu altceva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Idiotul de Niculae ,adica frate-sau a tacut milc ca un kaka in iarba,a stiut dar nu mi-a spus nimic , am aflat eu mai tirziu ce a fost cu Soria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pai ce sa fie ,e ca sa dus cu fosta in Portugalia ca sa se reconcilieze dar a fost in zadar ca nu s-au &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;impacat nici in ziua de azi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si sunam ca o idioata pina cind nu mai avea semnal la tlfn,si de fiecare data ma amaram si plingea inima in mine ,ca ceva i-mi spunea ca Soria e trasa de par.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dar avea un talent pe care.l are si in ziua de azi de a minti frumos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ce nu a luat el in calcul e ca eu cu minciuna sint in razboi pe viata si pe moarte,si ca &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mai devreme sau mai tirziu descoper adevarul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ce nu am putut eu sa fac atunci a fost sa-l dau dracului cu baba lui cu tot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nu am putut atunci,an putut acun vre-o doi ani si tare ma bucur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dar povestea nu se opreste aici ca mai sint muuuuuuuuuuuulte de povestit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-118444255096040573?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/118444255096040573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/15-august.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/118444255096040573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/118444255096040573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/15-august.html' title='15 AUGUST'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SusYy5HuQAI/AAAAAAAABw4/BRqvrVB87tM/s72-c/CIMG1180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-9032182113363420266</id><published>2009-10-17T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:38:18.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DRAGUTA'/><title type='text'>Dragoste batute-ar vina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Stoyw4XGp4I/AAAAAAAABvI/XetyTYAQxRA/s1600-h/DE+A+LUNGUL+RIULUI+TAJO+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393679319073990530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Stoyw4XGp4I/AAAAAAAABvI/XetyTYAQxRA/s320/DE+A+LUNGUL+RIULUI+TAJO+(3).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nu am poze digitale din acea perioada ca mi-ar fi placut sa pun citeva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dar ce pot sa spun e ca ce a facut fiinta asta din mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a fost ceva de jale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M-am ingragostit nebuneste de un nimic de om, de un ordinar in cel mai adevarat sens al cuvintului,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ii vedeam lipsurile din educatie si tot ce avea mai urit in caracter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dar nu puteam sa reactionez in niciun fel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Avea si are stilul lui de a zapaci o femeie sa nu mai stie cum o cheama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;si va spun cain viata mea am auzit si am vazut multe si mi-au trecut prin mina ,,..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;multi barbati dupa care as fi putut sa-mi pierd capul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dar nu l-am pierdut mai demult ca sa-l pierd acum 6 ani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca mi-a dat putere sa ma rup si sa scap&lt;br /&gt;dar a durat destul si am plins si am suferit pt. toate neamurile vii si moarte care le am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Intre toate ce mi-le spunea a facut greseala,sau nu sa-mi spuna o bucatica din trecutul lui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ca era divortat ca si mine si ca de fapt a avut o draguta pe care a iubit-o ca pe ochii lui din cap,de fapt asta a fost motivul divortului lui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atunci ar fi trebuit sa-l dau dracului cu draga lui cu tot ca daca as fi stiut ce o sa trag dupa urma ei...........................il dadeam dracului ,,,daca as fi putut, desigur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dar nu am putut sa misc nici macar un deget in apararea mea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stateam ca o proasta si ascultam toate balivernele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doamne ca mare proasta am mai fost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D asa e cind iubesti cu toata fiinta ta si cum dragostea e oarba, surda si muta ce as fi putut sa fac eu,pai nimic.Vezi ne vedeam la sfirsit de saptamina si aproape in fiecare zi pe seara cind ieseam cu batrina la plimbare,o lasam cu babele ei si eu dadeam o fuga sa vedem ce face si sa-l vad, asta daca era acasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ca am uitat sa spun ca dupa a doua intilnire mi-a dat cheia de la casa ca sa pot sa vin cind vreau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De fapt el stia f. bine ca dac nu-l gasesc nu se crapa cerul in doua ,ba din contra ii lasam ceva de mincare si asta ii convenea de minune.Acum cind scriu ma incearca un sentiment de rusine fata de mine ,dar o sa-mi treaca,oricum am luat-o ca pe o lectie de viata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Citeodata mai era si frate-su pe acasa dar cum la acoperit intotdeauna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nu se apuca sa-mi spuna el mie unde e Doru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ceva ,ceva i-mi spunea mie ca mai da cite o roata pe la draguta,ca si-a aduso in Spania,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;au stat un timp impreuna dar apoi s-au separat si fiecare statea in casa lui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dar asta nu-i impiedicau se sa vada din cind in cind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Intr-un cuvint ca sa va dati seama asta era cu mine dar el vroia sa o recucereasca pe cealalta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pe mine si de mine sa folosit in celmai jegos mod cu putinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dar ce sa-i faci la nenorocita de dragoste care te face din om neom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of cite am tras si prin cite am trecut pina sa milostivit bunul Dumnezeu de mine de mi-a dat putere sa ma rup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-9032182113363420266?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/9032182113363420266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/dragoste-batute-ar-vina.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/9032182113363420266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/9032182113363420266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/dragoste-batute-ar-vina.html' title='Dragoste batute-ar vina'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Stoyw4XGp4I/AAAAAAAABvI/XetyTYAQxRA/s72-c/DE+A+LUNGUL+RIULUI+TAJO+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-5432608347417298826</id><published>2009-10-14T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:25:29.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/StYzfzeKAzI/AAAAAAAABt0/aqJ2EksV-es/s1600-h/POARTA+BISAGRA+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392554225308402482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/StYzfzeKAzI/AAAAAAAABt0/aqJ2EksV-es/s320/POARTA+BISAGRA+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Poarta Bisagra ---intrarea in Toledo istoric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-5432608347417298826?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/5432608347417298826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/poarta-bisagra-intrarea-in-toledo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/5432608347417298826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/5432608347417298826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/poarta-bisagra-intrarea-in-toledo.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/StYzfzeKAzI/AAAAAAAABt0/aqJ2EksV-es/s72-c/POARTA+BISAGRA+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-8158107256081755168</id><published>2009-10-14T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:26:38.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TALAVERA DE LA REINA'/><title type='text'>LA ET.4 LA MANSARDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/StYqtYzhoVI/AAAAAAAABto/gbjpVqsBUbs/s1600-h/FOSTA+MEA+USA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392544563063791954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/StYqtYzhoVI/AAAAAAAABto/gbjpVqsBUbs/s320/FOSTA+MEA+USA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pe usa asta am intrat si am iesit 4 ani de zile,dar mai bine sa continui de unde am ramas;: si&lt;br /&gt;cum ziceam ca au venit prietenii dupa mine, ne-am dus in vizita la prietenul lor&lt;br /&gt;si asa am cunoscut ce avea sa devina pedeapsa mea in viata&lt;br /&gt;sau plata datoriilor karmice.&lt;br /&gt;In usa a aparut un tip care nu avea nimic special ,nimic iesit din comun,&lt;br /&gt;la inceput am crezut ca e spaniol ar cind a zis ca-l chema Doru&lt;br /&gt;m-am lamurit ca nu , ca e roman de-al nostru din Sibiu.&lt;br /&gt;Eu eram un pic cam confuza ,nu prea stiam ce e cu mine ,mai ales dupa peripetiile din Italia&lt;br /&gt;dar asta nu m-a impiedicat sa vad ca tipul i-mi facea niste avansuri&lt;br /&gt;cu prea mult tupeu ,subtile totusi dar cu tupeu.&lt;br /&gt;Nu l-am luat in seama atunci ca eram un pic rupta de tot ce ma inconjura&lt;br /&gt;si am plecat cu prietenii mei acasa la ei.&lt;br /&gt;Si asa au inceput sa curga zilele una dupa alta fara nici un pic de culoare,toate zilele erau la fel&lt;br /&gt;pina in ziua de joi a celei de adoua saptamini era in 14 iulie daca nu ma insel,&lt;br /&gt;si suna cineva la usa .&lt;br /&gt;Eu care habar nu aveam ce sa spun si nici nu stiam cine putea sa fie,i-am zis batrineai sa&lt;br /&gt;deschida , si a deschis si surpriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiza.&lt;br /&gt;Cine credeti ca era la usa, pai nimeni altul decit Doru.&lt;br /&gt;Si de atunci a inceput durerea,placerea,risul,plinsul si toate cele ce au urmat.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai i-mi aduc aminte exact despre ce am sporovait atunci,dar ce i-mi aduc aminte&lt;br /&gt;e ca a ramas ca simbata viitoare sa iesim impreuna undeva&lt;br /&gt;sa ne plimbam.&lt;br /&gt;Si asa am facut.&lt;br /&gt;A venit si simbata mult asteptata, cum nu aveam telefon si de nici unele&lt;br /&gt;am iesit, si nu a fost nevoie sa astept ca domnul ma astepta el pe mine.&lt;br /&gt;Am urcat din nou in casa lui unde statea cu frate-su,am facut cunostinta si an ramas&lt;br /&gt;acolo peste noapte.&lt;br /&gt;Nmic rau sau neobisnuit,dar ceea ce vreau sa spun&lt;br /&gt;e ca asa ceva nu am mai vazut in viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;Un fel de a cuceri o femeie ,ca oricit de tare ar fi fost alta tot ar fi cazut pe spate si la propriu&lt;br /&gt;si la figurat, si am cazut la amindoua.&lt;br /&gt;Si s-a facut dimineata ,o dimineata de iulie cu soare si care promitea multe.&lt;br /&gt;Si s-a tinut de cuvint dimineata ,ca am inceput sa facem un mic bagaj ca sa iesim la un piknik.&lt;br /&gt;Si ne-am dus la Talavera de la Reina, un sat pe unde curge riiul Taho,&lt;br /&gt;ce sa va spun.........................................sint multe de spus dar o sa urmeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-8158107256081755168?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/8158107256081755168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/ia-et4-la-mansarda.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/8158107256081755168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/8158107256081755168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/ia-et4-la-mansarda.html' title='LA ET.4 LA MANSARDA'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/StYqtYzhoVI/AAAAAAAABto/gbjpVqsBUbs/s72-c/FOSTA+MEA+USA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-3614112525886487460</id><published>2009-10-01T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:41:42.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADUCERI AMINTE'/><title type='text'>ALCAZAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SsUsV52EYJI/AAAAAAAABnA/2NkP8_P8yOU/s1600-h/CIMG0611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387761284035141778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SsUsV52EYJI/AAAAAAAABnA/2NkP8_P8yOU/s320/CIMG0611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dragul meu TOLEDO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dar sa continui povestea chiar daca am ceva in suflet de nu prea ma lasa sa povestesc,eu am sa incerc pentru ca am promis ca o sa spun tot ce am trait eu in Toledo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si cum ziceam prima zi cu Victoria a fost de neuitat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eram ca o oaie speriata de lup ,dar am reusit sa trec peste toate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A venit si primul sfirsit de saptamina cind aveam liber , adica de la 3 dupa amiaza pina duminica la 10 seara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Au venit prietenii mei dupa mine ca sa nu ramin singura pe strada , ca aici &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cind esti libera trebuie sa iesi din casa ,ca de obicei vin copii batrinei si o ia la ei si tu trebuie sa-ti cauti unde sa stai si ce sa faci pina duminica cind trebuie sa te intorci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si cum ziceam au venit si am plecat la ei acasa ,dar pina sa plecam au zis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hai sa vizitam un prieten sa vedem ce mai face , si m-au luat cu ei&lt;br /&gt;Si m-am dus .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ce a urmat dupa aceasta vizita a durat 4 ani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merita sa asteptati ,sa cititi si sa va dati cu parerea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nu i-mi pare rau de nimic din tot ce am facut si din tot ce a fost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i-mi pare rau ca nu a iesit asa cum am vrut eu sa iasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-3614112525886487460?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/3614112525886487460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/alcazar.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/3614112525886487460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/3614112525886487460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/10/alcazar.html' title='ALCAZAR'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SsUsV52EYJI/AAAAAAAABnA/2NkP8_P8yOU/s72-c/CIMG0611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-6062888225091426236</id><published>2009-08-08T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:18:58.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nici foame si nici sete'/><title type='text'>Prima zi cu Victoria</title><content type='html'>Ma pot considera norocoasa din multe puncte de vedere,zic asta ca nu e la indemiina oricui sa te duci la dracu`n praznic si sa te astepte cineva cu bratele si usa deschisa.&lt;br /&gt;Batrina la care trebuia sa ajung ma astepta de o saptamina si nu era singura ,era cu fata ei care la fel ma astepta ca pe un cires copt ca sa vin sa stau cu mama-sa.&lt;br /&gt;Nu sint in stare sa descriu emotiile pe care le-am avut.&lt;br /&gt;Prietenii mei au venit cu mine ca doar plecase Emilia    (mama lui Robert) si m-au adus in locul ei.&lt;br /&gt;Robert e ginerele bunei mele prietene, Lili. Inca odata ii multumesc chiar daca  nu ne-am mai vazut de mult.&lt;br /&gt;Norocul meu a fost ca stiam un pic limba spaniola ca asta era una din conditii ca batrina sa ma accepte.  Noroc cu telenovelele , ca toata lumea zicea ca doar prostii se uita la asemenea gen, pai lasa-ma pe mine cu prostia mea ca tot e ceva de invatat din ele. Asa am invatat sa vorbesc si sa ma fac inteleasa.&lt;br /&gt;Si a trecut o zi in casa acelei batrine,Dumnezeu sa o odihneasca ca a murit anul trecut.&lt;br /&gt;I-mi aduc aminte ca ma intrebat fata batrinei daca i-mi place in Spania, aoleu si vai de capul meu&lt;br /&gt;eu eram dupa un drum cu peripetii, mai mult moarta decit vie, incepuse sa mi se umfle genunchi de la accident dar i-am raspuns destul de bine ca i-mi place.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEE ,si acum vine partea "frumoasa" ca sa zic asa.&lt;br /&gt;In prima seara ,hai sa ne asezam la masa sa mincam ,ca regula nescrisa a intrenelor e sa-ti asigure masa  in plus de salariu.&lt;br /&gt;Pai ne-am asezat la masa,nici nu stiu daca mi-era foame ,dar cind am vazut ce a adus sa mincam,&lt;br /&gt;mi-a trecut si foame si oboseala si ma cuprins o tristete si o durere in suflet ca i-mi venea sa urlu.&lt;br /&gt;Dar a trecut,Victoria ,ca asa o chema era o femeie exagerat de zgircita,pina ma- m prins eu de ce e vorba am fost cu ochii in patru.&lt;br /&gt;In Spania e un obicei, se zice ca nu se arunca nimic se foloseste tot in materie de mincare.&lt;br /&gt;Am prins-o intr-o zi cautind in galeata de gunoi ca sa vada ce am aruncat, jejejeje pai eu sint mai hoata decit mama hotilor, tot ce aruncase-m era la fundul galetii si apoi cind si-a dat seama ca sint in spatele ei a disimulat ca arunca ceva la galeata.&lt;br /&gt;Si uite asa cu bune si cu rele au trecut atita timp, am multe de povestit , foarte multe dar incetul cu incetul.&lt;br /&gt;Acum ma pregatesc de concediu, ma duc in tara ca sint soacra mare, am baiat de insurat, minca-l-ar mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-6062888225091426236?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/6062888225091426236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/prima-zi-cu-victoria.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/6062888225091426236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/6062888225091426236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/prima-zi-cu-victoria.html' title='Prima zi cu Victoria'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-5967871235850074104</id><published>2009-08-02T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:40:29.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sertarele memoriei'/><title type='text'>Pierduti de grup</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 107px; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365473842740810114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SnX-CFA3UYI/AAAAAAAAAio/DEe798cpHDk/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg" /&gt;Am sa trec peste unele amanunte nesemnificative,spun ca in grupul meu de raniti am fost 6 persoane,dupa ce ne-au vazut medicii italieni ne-au dat drumul pe strada ca sa ne cautam grupul, jejejejejeje imaginati-va in Italia pe drapta sau pe singa ,sau cum vreti voi ,sase persoane care habar nu aveu de limba,nu stiau unde poate fi grupul ,nu aveau bani la ei ,ca cu accidentul nu stiu fiecare ce a facut cu bagajele mici sau daca au apucat sa mai ia ceva din autocar,deci pe drum cautind acul in carul cu fin.&lt;br /&gt;Mie nu-mia placut niciodata sa ma laud dar cind chiar am cu ce pai o mai fac.&lt;br /&gt;Eu in tineretile mele incepusem sa invat italiana cu ajutorul dictionarelor si vorbeam singura prin casa ca sa pot sa pronunt bine si sa invat mai bine,pai atunci mi-sa deschis sertarul unde tineam pastrata in memeorie putina italiana pe care reusisem sa o invat ,si de aici totul a fot o joaca de copii ca sa gasim grupul.&lt;br /&gt;Toate informatiile de care am avut nevoie ca sa gasim grupul ni-leau dat carabinierii care aveau sediul f. aproape de spitalul de unde am fost consultati, si tot ei ne-au trimis la un hotel in apropiere ca sa ne tragem sufletul si sa vedem ce e de facut.&lt;br /&gt;Tipul de la hotel(dai-ar Dumnezeu sanatate) atit ne-a ajutat ca ne-a cautat si un taxi care ne-a dus la crucea rosie italiana unde era si restul grupului.Ce i-mi aduc aminte cu amaraciune si dezgust e ca in acest grup era un pusti care vroia sa fure telefonul mobil al taximetristului ,dar am fos cu ochii pe el ca pe butelie si ia-m taiat aripile ca sa zic asa, de sa lasat pagubas.&lt;br /&gt;In sfirsit ne-am intilnit cu totii am mincat ceva ca ne asteptau cu mincare calda au facut dus cei care au fost instare sa faca si am plecat mai departe ca doar ne duceam in tara fagaduintei fiecare cu visul lui.Aaaaaaaaaaa era sa uit cei 20 de € am platit taxiul si am mai ramas cu 5€ ca sa ajung in Spania unde ma astepta prietena mea(vai ce de bani aveam asupra mea). ca sa nu exagerez cred ca mai aveam citeva fise de 1€ nu mai mult de 2.&lt;br /&gt;Si am ajuns in Madrid in Mendez Alvaro la o autogara destul de mare ,de fapt autocarul ne-a lasat la Cupola care e destul de aproape de autogara,dar obosita cum eram mi-sa parut drumul pina la autogara un cavar si aveam si o geanta destul de voluminoasa de carat.&lt;br /&gt;Stind in barul de la Cupola si tragind adinc in piept aer de Madrid, vin cele doua ghiduse (ghidele) ca au fost doua autocare pe drum, unul pt. Italia si unul pt.Spania.Niciuna din ele nu a fost martor al accidentului si mai bine pt. ele,accidentul sa petrecut cu autocarul care era pt. Spania&lt;br /&gt;A stat un pic cu ele si le-am povestit prin ce am trecut ,si Gabi una din ele ,a scos 20 de € si mi-a zis ca sa ii iau sa beau o bere ca o merit sau cam asa ceva,va imaginati ca im-mi pusese Dumnezeu mina in cap,bineinteles ca i-am luat ca de mare ajutor mi-ai fost.&lt;br /&gt;Si cum zic m-am dus la autogara ,mi-am scos bilet pina in Olias de Rei unde ma astepta buna mea amica cu fetele ei a sa ma duc a doua zi la munca sa ingrijesc o batrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SnX9-kpU-fI/AAAAAAAAAig/DDkqPJqn43Q/s1600-h/images%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 107px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365473782512548338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SnX9-kpU-fI/AAAAAAAAAig/DDkqPJqn43Q/s320/images%5B4%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acum ca au trecut sase ani de atunci ,ma tot gindesc si tot vorbesc cu doamne doamne si ii multmesc ca sint intreaga , sanatoasa ,si aici unde am ales a traiesc si ii multumesc ca e mereu linga mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-5967871235850074104?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/5967871235850074104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/pierduti-de-grup.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/5967871235850074104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/5967871235850074104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/pierduti-de-grup.html' title='Pierduti de grup'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SnX-CFA3UYI/AAAAAAAAAio/DEe798cpHDk/s72-c/images%5B7%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-2733975632924268862</id><published>2009-08-02T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:49:48.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Echipa cu SMURDUL Italian'/><title type='text'>LA LOCUL SINISTRULUI</title><content type='html'>Daca nu sa intimplat mai rau a fost pt. ca Dumnezeu avea alta socoteala cu mine, desi eram la doua scaune in spatele soferului am iesit cel mai putin sifonata ca sa nu zic mai deloc.&lt;br /&gt;Primul lucru pe care l-am facut odata sarita la bordul autocarului a fost sa infig mina in foaia de grup si in actele lui Lucian si ale lui Nelutu, ca in tot babilonul ala cu toata lumea care tipa si urla asta ne mai lipsea sa se piarda actele masinii si ale soferilor ,si bine am facut ca primul lucru pe care ni-lau cerut politia a fost actele .&lt;br /&gt;Pina la sosirea celor de la descrcerare nu m-am dezlipit de linga soferi,bietii de ei aveau sudori reci si toata apa pe care am avut-o la indemina am turnat-o pe ei si ia-m tinut de vorba ca sa nuintre in soc.Ceilalti pasageri au fost nevoiti sa sparga geamurile ca sa iasa ca singurul geam spart pe unde se putea iesi a fost parbrizul ,dar eu nu am lasat pe nimeni sa iasa ca ar fi insemnat sa calce in picioare soferii si sa-i omoare cu zile.Nici in ziua de azi nu stiu de unde am avut atita singe rece si stapinire de sine ca sa fac fata situatiei si sa dau o mina de ajutor celor de la SMURD din Italia,oricum ce am vazut si trait nu o sa uit toata viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;Pe Nelutu l-au scos cu un picior retezat ,abia se mai tinea intr-un pic de piele,Lucian era ma mult mort decit viu de atita cit a stas strins in scaun ca pina la urma sa dovedit a avea hemoragie interna,coastele i-au intepat ficatul.&lt;br /&gt;Au venit vre-o trei ambulante ,sau mai multe nu mai stiu ca eram ocupata cu cei de la SMURD ,oricum pe Nelutu care era mai rau si care a ramas fara picior pina la urma ,l-au dus la Roma sau la Torino,si pe noi celalti ne-au impartit dupa gravitatea leziunilor si ne-au imprastiat pe la cite un spital,si de aici incolo a mai urmat destule, ca deaia zic merau ca bun e Dumnezeu si mare mila lui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-2733975632924268862?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/2733975632924268862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/daca-nu-sa-intimplat-mai-rau-fost-pt.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/2733975632924268862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/2733975632924268862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/daca-nu-sa-intimplat-mai-rau-fost-pt.html' title='LA LOCUL SINISTRULUI'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-8277438338728954152</id><published>2009-08-02T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:23:04.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Am vazut moartea cu ochii'/><title type='text'>PE DRUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Of, a trecut un pic de cind nu am mai pus o litera in aceasta poveste.Ce i-mi pare mie rau e ca nu am poze din acea perioada ,dar nu-i bai gasesc eu ceva asemanator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si cum ziceam ,am plecat din fata casei intr-o zi de joi ,am lasat-o pe mama plingind in hohote,ma-m urcat in microbuzul Danei si pe aci ti-e drumul.I-am zis mamei sa nu plinga ca doar nu ma duc la capatul pamintului sau ma duc sa mor pe undeva desi fara sa stiu nu eram departe de adevar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum ca sint aici inseamna ca am avut noroc sau ca am paclait moartea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am plecat in aventura vietii mele cu 20 de € in buzunar, va imaginati sa pleci la atita drum cu atita banet, daca ma jefuia cineva.Of Doamne acum i-mi vine sa rid cind i-mi aduc aminte desi nu prea e de ris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plecarea a fost de la Tirgoviste ne-am urcat cu totii in autocarul cae avea sa ne duca pe fiecare in cite un loc, zic asta ca unii dintre noi au ajuns mai tirziu pe la spitalele din Italia unde li-sau curmat viata normala ca sa zic asa ,au ramas cu viata dar cu ce traume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca de la urcarea in autocar a inceput cheta ,dar cum Dumnezeu ma iubeste am scapat ca prin urechile acului sa dau vreun cent la acea cheta,(stia Dumnezeu ca o sa am nevoe de acei 20 de€ ca de aer).Zis si facut am plecat la drum aveam ca toate autocarele trei soferi de schimb dar ce nu stiam niciunul dintre noi ca autocarul nu avea asigurare dupa cum aveam sa aflam mai tirziu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pina am ajuns in Italia a fost un voiaj de vis mai ales pt.mine ca nu uisisem din tara de cit la rusi si la turci cu multi ani in urma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si in Italia a fost cumpana vietilor noastre,ca asa cum dormean noi pe la 3 dimineata ne-am trezit cu totii intr-un zgomot de geamuri sparte ,fiare zdrobite si nu mai stiu ce,am avut accident din cauza unui dobitoc care era intr-un refugiu si nu avea nici un semnal de avertizare , nici macar nu a semnalizat intentia de a intra pe autopista ,ca de aici tot balamuculcare a urmat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nelutu, care conducea la lovit in plin in spate de l-a rasturnat si noua ne-a lipsit putin sa ne facem ingerasi.Nu mai avusesem niciodata un accident ,nu stiam cum e ,dar in acea fractiune de secunda mi-am zis "avem accident", ceva cald i-mi curgea pe fata si picioarele nu le simteam, pai normal ca i-mi curgea singe din nas si genunchi arau amortiti din cauza lovituri puternice de scaunul din fata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In mai putin de doua secunde mi-am facut inventarul la oase sa vad daca sint intreaga ,mi-am oprit hemoragia si am fugit la bordul autocarului ca sa vad ce e cu soferii, pai ce ar fi putut sa fie Nelutu era strins ca intr-o menghina intre bord si scaunul lui si Lucian la fel strins in scaunul ghidului de nu se putea misca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singurul care a scapat mai putin sifonat a fost Doru care dormea si s-a ales cu o crapelnita de mai mare dragu deasupra arcadei drepte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SnX1TLLMUWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Z8M8mBOngAM/s1600-h/accidente-autopista-italia-0808-00%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365464240847868258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SnX1TLLMUWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Z8M8mBOngAM/s320/accidente-autopista-italia-0808-00%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ceva asemanator dar fara incendiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-8277438338728954152?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/8277438338728954152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/pe-drum.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/8277438338728954152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/8277438338728954152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/08/pe-drum.html' title='PE DRUM'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SnX1TLLMUWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Z8M8mBOngAM/s72-c/accidente-autopista-italia-0808-00%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-3584173005568440598</id><published>2009-07-09T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:29:24.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celula mea timp de un an si ceva'/><title type='text'>INDEPLINIREA VISULUI</title><content type='html'>Si cum ziceam ca toata viata mea mi-am dorit sa traiesc in Spania ,in final am reusit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era intr-o zi de luni acum sase ani ,am venit de la munca si m-am asezat sa-mi termin cafeaua care mi-a ramas de dimineata, si suna telefonul. La celalalt capt era Nicoleta fata lui Lili care mi-a zis in felul urmator;Tanti Adriana cautati o masina sa plecati joi si sa ajungeti simbata in Spania,soacra-mea pleaca si baba pe care o ingrijeste a zis ca sa ii aduca alta fata care sa fie tot rominca si sa stie sa vorbeasca spaniola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norocul meu a fost ca innainte de asta Nicoleta a fost in tara cu Robert si Irene si testul de limba l-am dat vorbind cu fata ei care e nascuta in Spania. Zis si facut dar una peste alta e ca atunci cind dumnezeu vrea se muta si muntii din loc, vreau sa zic ca era miercuri dupa amiaza si eu nu gasisem nimic cu care sa plec si am zis ca macar sa ma duc sa-mi iau tigari de la chiosc si daca dumnezeu vrea ca eu sa ajung o sa gasesc ceva .Si dumnezeu a vrut ca in fata chioscului era o fata al carui copil stiam ca e in Spania , si am intrebat-o cu ce a plecat.Si mi-a zis ca cu Dana ,una pe care eu o cunosteam ,atunci m-am dus la ea asa in papuci si in halat&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SlZSUGXwRMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sI8nGYeC-Fo/s1600-h/CASA+BABEI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559312064890050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SlZSUGXwRMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sI8nGYeC-Fo/s320/CASA+BABEI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cum eram ,am gasit-o acasa si spre norocul meu pleca a doua zi in Spania ,adica joi cum mi-a zis Nicoleta, atunci am sunat-o pe Nicoleta si mi-a trimis fata bani ca eu nu aveam nici de piine si a doua zi am plecat -nici in ziua de azi nu-mi vine sa cred ca sint aici si ca am plecat asa pe fuga, mi-am facut lichidarea de la munca prin telefon din Spania ,dar sa va povestesc si ce am patit pe drum ca a fos o adevarata aventura, nu am poze de atunci ca nu aveam nici mobil ,nici camere video sau foto ,aveam o geanta burdusita cu detoate care am crezut eu ca o sa am nevoie .&lt;br /&gt;Aici la etajul doi am stat un an si trei luni cu o batrina de care nu pot sa ma pling a fost si bine a fost si greu dar a trecut acum ca a murit sa se odihneasca in pace ca datorita ei si familiei ei am acte de rezident in Spania. De la acest etaj am ris, am plins ,am iubit , am suferit dar acum ca au trecut toate multumesc lui dumnezeu ca mi-a dat putere sa trec si sa ajung unde am ajuns Drumul pina in Toledo a fost plin de peripetii dara povestea drumului mai tirziu in alta postare,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-3584173005568440598?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/3584173005568440598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/07/indeplinirea-visului.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/3584173005568440598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/3584173005568440598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/07/indeplinirea-visului.html' title='INDEPLINIREA VISULUI'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SlZSUGXwRMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sI8nGYeC-Fo/s72-c/CASA+BABEI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845504086441761480.post-6223441032133059717</id><published>2009-06-26T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:50:08.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEIMPLINESC 6 ANI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SkVaGBUxYaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/NRfnWa-nt7Y/s1600-h/50+si+unu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351782791680975266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SkVaGBUxYaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/NRfnWa-nt7Y/s320/50+si+unu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In citeva zile se implinesc 6 ani de cind am calcat pe pamint spaniol,adevarul e ca toata viata mea mi-am dorit sa traiesc in aceasta tara,nu stiu de ce dar m-am indragostit de Toledo vazind niste reportaje pe prog.2 la tvr si mi-am zis ca tare mi-as dori sa calc pe stradutele inguste si pietruite din Toledo.&lt;br /&gt;De fiecare data cind vedeam imagini din Spania sau din Toledo .ma lua asa cu calduri si cu friguru totodata ,de emotii si de dorinta de a fi in acele locuri.&lt;br /&gt;Adevarul e ca atunci nici nu banuiam eu ce-mi rezerva viata ,nu aveam bani sa plec in excursie mai ales ca-ti trebuia viza si asta nu se obtinea usor ,si nici nu aveam pe cineva sa ma astepte ,sa-mi dea o perna sa pun capul jos sau o cana de apa.&lt;br /&gt;O-i fi eu nebuna dar nu intr-atit sa plec la vrajeala si sa dorm prin parcuri sau sub poduri,asa ca am ramas cu dorinta si cu visul pina intr-o zi(dar cit timp a trecut pina la acea zi)&lt;br /&gt;Nu i-ni pierdusem speranta dar nu vedeam iesirea .&lt;br /&gt;I-mi aduc aminte ca era o revista "CORAZON SALVAJE"o revista de telenovele sicare avea niste adrese de la diversi spanioli care doreau sa corespondeze cu fete din Romania(cind i-mi aduc aminte nu-mi vine sa cred) A m gasit si eu doi tipi care mi-sau parut mai potriviti si le-am scris,cind am primit raspuns la scrisori am crezit ca visul o sa devina realitate dar nu a fost sa fie atunci ,a fost mult mai tirziu si asta datorita prietenei si fostei mele .colege de scoala LILI VILIGA si a fetelor ei NICOLETA si MADALINA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5845504086441761480-6223441032133059717?l=adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/feeds/6223441032133059717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/06/seimplinesc-6-ani.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/6223441032133059717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5845504086441761480/posts/default/6223441032133059717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriana-mitoledo.blogspot.com/2009/06/seimplinesc-6-ani.html' title='SEIMPLINESC 6 ANI'/><author><name>ADRIANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11399603204323348571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/Si2bHkT9cII/AAAAAAAAABA/hLN4l7M5CaQ/S220/O+doamna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Neuvb2JP5UE/SkVaGBUxYaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/NRfnWa-nt7Y/s72-c/50+si+unu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
