Aurora, mama and papa 
One fine day, his friend Stephen, who settled in Sweden now for a lifetime, invited him to Lapland in the forests around Lycksele, where he organized nearly twenty years to hunt grouse and the grouse.
was October 2 when he left and in the early hours of the morning the thermometer marked twenty-eight degrees of the airport of Genoa.
After a stopover in Zurich and Copenhagen, the plane landed in Umea at half past nine in the evening, there will be waiting, in addition to his friend, a temperature of 10 degrees below zero which annihilated.
His body was not quite prepared for a hike of almost forty degrees and its arthrosis cervical ringalluzzì instantly.
Stephen, on the way to Lycksele, described the places where they would go hunting and informed him that the game was a bit 'nervous, because some days the leaves had begun to fall from the trees is not perennial.
He spoke for a long time for Mama and Papa, who had two older Lapps adopted in some way from the earliest times that he had gone to hunt up there on the edge of the Arctic Circle, to what they were friendly and nice, simple people, who gave value to the important things and not to excess.
But when the story broke and suddenly pointing to the sky invited him to watch: he saw for the first time the aurora borealis.
wanted to stop getting out and brave the cold did not feel that even more, so the show was fantastic. Surely everyone has seen at least once a few pictures, but one thing to see a still image, another is to observe a live moonless sky crossed by all the colors of an unimaginable speed.
A blaze north emerald green that suddenly turns towards the west, then darkens and lightens, changing in yellow, while a new language with reddish veins blue arrow to the south, slowing down and spreading out to cover almost half of the sky, turning into white milk and then split into a thousand flashes different colors shapes and sizes.
Imagine a school of fish of coral reefs, add in all the colors visible to the eye, or acceleratene rallentatene you like the movement and size seamless, and you have a vague image of what it really is an aurora borealis and emotion it causes.
finally arrived cozy little cabin that would have accommodated them, and soon went to sleep.
The next morning we looked out the window to see all day and all happened in the world where he appeared white. The overcast sky and high clouds of white laminated, the trees and the ground covered with four fingers of the first snow of the season. He shivered despite the warmth of the protective shelter. They needed to stock up on food and took up the car, a Volvo station wagon, to go to source Lycksele.
was traveling with non-studded tires at 110 miles an hour on the provincial desert (just before Stephen, for his view on the speed, tried to calm him by claiming to be now used to driving on snow) when addressing a broad depression a large left bend properly raised outside, they came upon an ice floe.
You suddenly remembered that his friend used to manage almost every winter in off the road due to speeding! The rear end with a disconcerting
lurched slowly toward the inside of the curve, Stefano countersteering trying to regain control, the car straightened up just in time to leave the tarmac to their right and almost straight row parallel to the road on the embankment off six or seven meters, which fortunately the Nordic foresight cleared all along their paths. Without in any way slow down the grass covered with snow, the Volvo jumped, reared, staggered, and meanwhile the wall of fir and birch trees are closer and closer. At that point some conscientious upkeep of roads had cleared up to a hundred feet from the road and dug a ditch to drain rain water in the lower part of the valley, a few meters from the trees.
And there, their car, after referring a take-off, is planted in loose soil and drenched in rain and snow, riding the canal, making them bless the laws of Sweden, who for years have made it compulsory to wear seat belts.
Their heads shook back and forth a few times as puppets in the hands of a sadistic child. The neck pain disappeared instantly to him, suddenly appeared to Stefano. Just to relieve tension
laughed like two idiots commenting on the incident and thanked the fate that so many favorable circumstances had protected them from worse trouble.
Since it was impossible to move from there, they decided that Stephen (because of the two was the only who speaks Swedish) was going to hitchhike to the nearest farm to phone a garage and he would wait in the car.
He spent the first half hour without his body felt the strict temperature, having regard to the industrial quantities of adrenaline was definitely still in circulation, but the cold came slowly in bones and serves no purpose to try to distract incomprehensible flicking through the manual instruction in Swedish Volvo and run at regular intervals around the car waving his arms like a plucked chicken. At the end of the first hour it all felt numb. In the meantime, had passed two or three cars (the population density of those places has an incredible Italian) who had kindly slowed down, but its reassuring gestures were reassured that the pilots had then said. He decided to try starting the engine and put the heat to maximum, but the noise of ground scrap ordered him to desist.
After the second hour to breathe on her fingers had been under the moral high heels, and assessed his chances. Could
:
1) freezing to death in car;
2) hitchhiking, frozen to death on the pavement and die struck by a car that would have slipped on the ice;
3) Start walking and freezing to death in the street;
4 ) start walking, and being attacked by a bear attacked and killed just before dying of hypothermia. His family would
had many difficulties to retract his body in Italy, if it was someone find him?
He stopped another car and went down a man and a woman, both elderly, who began to shout in Swedish Volvo got out, tried in his mind numb from freezing the few English words he knew and yelled in response striving to make them understand that it was waiting for her friend went for help. Those continued to apostrophes in their own language. Irritated climbed laboriously with his shoes towns and snow at the ankles and the slight slope approached. As the man stared at the sunken car trying to assess the damage, the woman went on for so straparlare him incomprehensible. He was so demoralized that he was somehow doubt they had done something despicable: invaded their land, their snatched a few bush property, damaged the gutter. Suddenly, in the middle of his talk uninterrupted, with a gesture she pointed to the car and finally uttered a word known: - ... Stephen ... - He looked at her open mouth and suddenly lit up, said incredulously - Mama?!? -
She nodded, laughing and saying he spoke - Ya, ya, also Papa Mama ... -
He jumped up yelling at her - MAMA !!!!!! - With such violence that the woman had a moment's hesitation and took a step back, but he grabbed a strong and continuing to scream - MAMA! MAMA! MAMA! ... - Began to jump and turn with her in a frenzied dance and liberating, while Papa watched them baffled.
Mama chuckled mother's voice, though incomprehensible, as his hands gave him reassuring pats on the head and shoulders and her lovely throat gurgled sounds sweeter than he had ever heard, giving it life.
was one of the most remarkable meetings of its existence and certainly the most memorable. ;)
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Ps / doing copy-paste, I did not realize the length ...
Who was so masochistic to read this far, I promise that I will not ever again! ;)))
The sea is ... 
the sea goes ... 
who took advantage of calm ... 
notes with eager eyes the snow that seems to no longer wish to go ... 
while the old boat ... 
not wait to go back to sea ... 
to start playing ... 
in any way ... 
not matter if you follow divergent lines 
or intersecting. 
