Thursday, January 6, 2011

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Russian in Milan!

Indeed, the Italian Befana and the eve of the Orthodox Christmas passed under the Russian character. In the morning held my mother in the airport and once again admire the Russian bears, sorry, men and their princesses and the Pea , sorry, charming, as they say in such cases, wives. That's true because they say a man has never changed: the same rastreklyataya confidence in their own exclusivity due to the financial viability of the gentlemen, the same narcissism and arrogance of Russian beauties the same closed face, intense looks askance expressed antipathy for others - at all. Even the children, and they look at you in disbelief ...

From I went to the airport to downtown for shopping, pour , more precisely, to drown sorrow in shopping, good, in Milan today officially launched the sale. A fatal mistake, I tell you! In some stores no room to swing a cat (as, for example, Guess), to get to the other must stand outside in the queue (D & D, Nero Giardini, Burberry), everywhere the crowds with bags and a bunch of our fellow citizens with you. Everywhere is heard Russian speech, the Russian All-Russia flocked to Milan for sale.

Milan is not far behind and adjusts to: the number of Russian-speaking girl in the store several times higher than the state of local staff. I'm not kidding! Go, for example, in the so-favorite our compatriots Luisa Spagnoli shop on Corso Buenos Aires and see for yourself: there are only Russian spoken and heard, as if we were not in Italy at all!

And as a are our dear women! I am here today from one of them heard the following: "I took a jacket and get away, look her in the side, what is there to stay." Well, nothing, If I had to showcase up to him and, in principle, has not yet completed the study thereof, and I do not like me so shamelessly from her scour? But let us not again about the boorishness: it lacks in Russia.

Go ahead, literally. I walk past the Russian shop and see a beggar, our man, who in Russian begging from passers-by (to me recently by a very lucky beggars anna-chertkova.livejournal.com/21702.html ). That's because ...

In cafes and restaurants are also entirely ours. As our customers bought a cappuccino before eating dinner and enjoying sweet closer to four hours, that in Italy is really difficult to imagine. Waiters are already schooled previous races, "Rousseau tourists: they are now likely will be surprised if Russian will drop into a cafe for a cup of coffee after dinner, than if they wish to dine at an unusual - for the Italians - the time. Waiters, incidentally, also our: yesterday I was in a cafe with her mother and husband pasted son of an Italian and a Tajik, well speaking in Russian.

So, dear Russians, come, buy, pick up the Italian economy from the ruins and make yourself at home in Milan! Only a cappuccino, maybe Still in the morning somehow tastes better? No? Well, all right! Merry Christmas, you!

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