'This is th next century,
where the Universal's free. You can find it everywhere, yes the future
has been sold'
I'm listening to this Blur' song, The Universal, while writing this
lines: I guess they fit a bit the situation...
I'm lucky enough to have visited different places in the States, at this
stage of my life: Denver, Miami, New York, Boston, Los Angeles, Las Vegas.
When I look back at my early days I remenber the picture of America in
mind, the right place to be, the place of all the sitcoms inspiring me,
the place of the running economy, the place of freedoms. I was very fashinated
by a country which I had not yet visited, and this country I wished to
visit for so long.
First I landed in Denver, I touched my promise
land. Then in Miami, then in Boston.
Then in New York, with my Regine, at the center
of the World!
This time the 2007 HP Software
sales kick off was the occasion to have another view of America: the West
side in Los Angles and Las Vegas.
We were supposed to be in Vegas on the 13th for the Convention's opening,
but we thought it was a good idea to take the chance to leave some days
before and spend a weekend in the Los Angeles area.
Me, Fabio and Massimo left on the 9th to reach Santa Monica and meet there
Francesco, Sandra, Franco and Alberto, colleagues form HP who had the
We stayed at the Bayside Hotel, there in Santa Monica. I enjoied Santa
Monica and the wonderful Californian beach and appeal so close to the
ones I had in mind. I took some walks along the seaside and relaxed on
the bay. There at a few minutes by car (by the way we had a gigantic car
rentd by Fabio!) Los Angeles was awaiting.... Do you remember Pulp Fiction
and the atmospheres of a lost town where you dunno where you exactly are,
where the center is, or where the people stands among those ugly and disorganized
constructions? Do you remember the place where the shop of Zed stood...can
you recall the atmosphere of that movie? I cannot imagine another way
to better describe the feelings I had in Los Angeles, the city where Pulp
Fictin was played. It feels exactly like that: it is not city, it looks
like a messy urban agglomerate, with no people in the street or not as
much as you could expect once approaching to this huge town. I will not
bring with me good memory of Los Angeles in the sense of beauty and example
of a great place (...the memory I have of NY, for example...) but I'll
remember the unique mood of this immense and lost town, and the views
of Hollywood, Beverly Hills (where we had lunch once) and Melrose Place...
...and while driving from
LA through a piece of California and the desert of Nevada...Las Vegas
suddenly appeared as a million of lights surrounded by the black empty
desert! Fabio drove us through the Strip of Vegas before reaching the
place where we resided: the Metro Goldwin Meyer MGM Grand Hotel (www.mgmgrand.com).
The excess of the excess of the excess of the excess of the excess of
This is a place so full of people and stuff and so empty at the same time.
Another place which was worth to see and worth to leave. Another side
of this immense and weird reality. Another imagine of a Country that somtimes
fashinates and sometimes sucks! Another picture of the American people,
one time so great and one time so disgusting.
Another view of America.
...and now, while I write
this lines I'm spending the last hours of this trip on a Delta flight
surrounded by a Christian community of pilgrims (www.petersway.com)
going to Rome where Vaticans awaits them with its notions about a better