Trick Or Treat

For us Italians, Halloween is nothing but a monstrous carnival version. Vampire costume instead of Harlequin, witch make up instead of princess, candy sweets are eaten instead of chatter and pancakes, the game is soon done. But for the American community, Halloween is a serious business. Apart from the evening of October 31st, it’s all the excitement and preparation in the days before that I like. I believe it is linked to the memory of childhood that everyone carries within. For example, my favourite holiday is the day of the dead. Not for the meaning itself that of course is a bit sad, but for the child Maura. It was cold once in Italy (very cold, not like nowadays!) The

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Humidity

I was born in the heart of the Po Valley. I lived here a good part of my life. I know a lot about humidity. Misty, cold wet feeling in the bones in the winter, sticky feeling and mosquitoes in the summer. All this training done at a young age, however, has not prepared me enough to face the Humidity Olympics: living in Asia. For example, when I return home in the evening and the air conditioning has been switched off all day, the wooden floor is soaked in condensation that my feet slips off and I end up with my ass on the floor. The mosquitoes are not too annoying, here are great giant cockroaches that jump out of

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Hong Kong: Umbrellas

It is raining. In the summer in Hong Kong it rains. Monsoons, typhoons, summer rains, thunderstorms, amber, red and black rain. We have them all, one after the other. To stay on the train with the colours of the rains, the flooding, the closure of the schools and everything involved in living in a place with shit weather, there are various ways including: Hong Kong Observatory App that sends disturbing warnings of natural disasters every ten minutes and that I have silenced and obviously never consult. The school SMS that warn about the conditions of the roads, the delays of the school bus and the eventual closure of the school, which I read late (who reads text messages in 2018?).

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Ten Thousand Buddhas Monastery

“Good morning girls, today we’ll go for a trip! Yeah! “ “Where?” Emma asks suspiciously. “In a beautiful place, at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Monastery “. “You go see those Buddhas, I do not care” she replies. “Uuuuuhhh, nice trip to Poopooland, thank you so much” adds Nene. I would say that we are all in a positive mood, happy and energetic, full of enthusiasm, ready to face the 30 humid degrees and the long journey ahead. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Monastery (Man Fat Sze) is located in Sha Tin in the New Territories. Built in the ’50s by the monk Yuet Kai, this monastery gathers more than 13 thousand Buddha statues of different sizes, each one different from the

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