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Contrary to all hopes but just as planned summer continues to move in a kind of state vegetable. Almost two months have flown by without my having done nothing, done nothing of relevance. I find myself more just sad and in a worse shape. August is ending and now takes over a state of fibrillation useless for deadlines around the corner

I always thought that there is no need to take for granted a new start for China until all the burocazia has not run its course , until he bought the ticket, receipt dell'agognato seen. And in the two previous experiences has always occurred on time annoying delay that kept me here in Italy for ever less than a month than expected. Every year, then the details vary considerably, but will remain shrouded in mystery, but this year are certainly complicit in this crime.
Before leaving Jinan, in the days around the date of publication of the previous post, I heard a professor at a university in Nanjing: there was a place there and could have chosen me. I metaphorically dropped his pants, the idea excited me to go to Nanjing, there had been just a little time and I first had seemed a nice place. The neo inevitable that occurred was as follows: from there in a week the university would closed, informs me, then I would have had to invent an alternative method, the first coming on a tourist visa, he said. Here falls the donkey: I have said from the first moment that I looked like a ridiculous joke, and that recourse to subterfuge seemed a bit 'sad (leaving aside the fact that I had ZERO guarantees), I said I'll see you, I inform you, I'll do what I can. And no matter how unfair they were the terms of the agreement: I gave my word that I would have done to resolve this issue and for this I've got lost face. Today came another part of the exchange mail espistolare theme "I have no idea how to get the visa," which, in his characteristically dark, is not leaving no hope, but does not cast a good light on the likely future developments.

PS One minute of hate for those customs that even call me the illusion that my package (yes, that mentioned in previous post) is coming and instead spent a week still nothing, really ironic to think that my four junk after all this way from China now find themselves entangled in some kind of mesh of the Italian bureaucracy