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Thanks for all the good wishes ...... we have company here for the weekend, (my nephew and his wife) so I'm not sure how much I'll get to play
However, she plays, (and has been piano deprived for a while) so "maybe" we'll get a music session or two

Congrats casinitaly, beautiful piano and room.

If you liked the Llama song, you will like this: http://pages.physics.cornell.edu/~rsundararaman/GammaSong/

Its a geeky version of the llama song made by two of my friends at my undergrad university.

Actually, they all seem to start falling off randomly as I'm playing, so I often have to stop to catch them.

However, since I don't have any other place to display them, I just have to trust my reflexes and hope I catch them all.

Now I mainly do my practice on the acoustic piano.

I apologize for being off-topic, but I'm surprised that no one has mentioned the Monty Python sketch:



Great thread btw

Paul, your Schultz piano is lovely! Careful with letting kitty get in there, amonia from thier paws can cause the strings to corrode.

Bryan, absolutely lovely piano and beautiful setting that it is in. I've played several Brodmann pianos and they are lovely! I was about to buy a 7'5" last winter, but another person (a member here) bought it before I made up my mind.

Congratulations!

Not the best angle really... I should upload another.

i love your pianoroom sciencerob! - great idea to put the music on the wall.

Finally a typical Italian living room...

I was getting depressed looking at all those wonderful American big houses with such spacious living room (and so many room for GP) and wonderfully swathed in greenery!

Yes, I know, I live in Rome... I should be happy with the Colosseum at a walking distance, but I love your houses and your GPs inside

A.

Ah yes, but listen, I know you have something that's unique. Right now if you open the window you'll hear something. The sound of mopeds, that distinct sound made only by a Vespa, the toot of horns as the traffic known only to Rome goes about its organised chaos. Maybe you'll hear two old men greet each other in the street below, where they'll complain to each other about the latest football match before going on their individual ways. If it's a Sunday you'll here the ring of church bells across the city, and maybe if you're close enough to a piazza you'll even catch the faint clink of cups and glasses as Barista's create their magic elixirs, and for 1 Euro their faithful patrons are fuelled for another few hours. You may even hear the squeal of children chasing each other around the Piazza, in summer they'll be drenched from the fountain, oblivious to their nearby parents sharing quality time with good friends at just one of the cafes around the perimeter. Not a bottle of "Tomato Ketchup" in sight as the food tastes like it should and is almost, but never quite, as good as mamma makes.

That's just some of what listening to a city with a real soul sounds like. All it takes to buy a big house is money. But no amount of money can buy what you hear right now. You're listening to Rome. You're listening to Italy. That's never depressing.

Pete

Hey Rob:

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One of my best purchases. Really!

I know what you mean. I have to say though, that even when I lived in Canada we didn't have a really big place.......I love it that an Italian calls my place typically Italian!!!!! I feel like a citizen now


.......and to our friend who wrote about the sounds of vespas and people down in the street talking abut the latest football results... Vespas and their relatives are the bane of our life- they are the most irritating little creatures ever invented. And as much as I love the people in my little town, those who stop to talk about the match under my window, after the match, generally wake me up!!! There are a lot of things that are charming for a holiday, and a pain in real life.

That being said..... I have no plans to move away from where I am Despite vespas and football fans, I still love my adopted home.

Cheryl, a wasted post on my behalf it seems, as you completely missed the point I was making. Never mind

No Pete, I don't think I missed your point - it seems to me you have an idealized view of Italy, I live here. I know the joys and the thrills and the beauty of it - but heck YES, it can be depressing sometimes.

I never object to being reminded of the joys when I'm having a down day - but the reality is that a lot of what you think is wonderful is awful.
When you spend every night of the summer being awakened at 3am by vespas charging down the street of your quiet little down, you'll understand that I really can see both sides of the coin.

You missed my point maybe.... I still LOVE Italy , despite the negatives. - -- sometimes BECAUSE of them

Cheryl my post had nothing to do with Vespas. It had nothing to do with church bells. It had nothing to do with MY view of a room, or a house, or a city or even a country. Indeed it had nothing at all to do with Italy ... except, maybe to an Italian! The Italian to whom it was addressed. On the other hand it had everything to do with HOME, and what HOME means to different people. It would seem you chose to read it literally.

Pete,

I completely understand what you mean, but believe me, Italy and Rome is this for tourists, and it is great that people comes here from all over the world and is fascinated by the life of the city. I have travelled a bit, even to US a couple of times, and each time somebody ask me "Where are you from?" and I answer "Rome, Italy", I get a typical "ROME??, really?" and I feel a bit lucky despite I am not really sure to understand why...

Living here is stressing and may be a little depressing.

You can't go anywhere with the car without being prepared to spend an incredible amount of time trapped in a crazy traffic and looking for a place to park. If you decide to use the public transport you should be prepared to a crazy waiting time at the bus stop plus a crowded bus in which you are pressed with about 100 persons in a little space and still trapped in traffic. But maybe those are problems of any big city all over the world..

And Cheryl is right, what a tourist calls "sound of Rome", is effectively "noise". The traffic is a noisy, and the people is noisy. We, as italian, are noisy. We are noisy wherever we go. Have you ever been on a plane landing in Italy? Or in a italian train?

And as for houses, renting a studio apartment in a semicentral zone of 40 squared meters costs almost the same of my postdoc grant monthly income... Something that makes impossible to leave parents' home until embarrasing ages.. not to talk about having spacious living room to place a GP!!

But actually you are right, and reading your post makes me feel a little better. Sometimes, at least on weekends, I can go outside with the eyes (and ears) of a tourist and "listen" to the beauty of Vespa sound, church bells, and childrens chasing each other

A.

Yes you got it and I'm glad it made you feel better as that was the idea. The point I was trying to make is that lusting after a big house is great, but never take home for granted.

Cheryl & Ashat, you make Italy & Rome sound like Vancouver: ridiculously high costs for small living spaces; noise of one kind or another from other inhabitants; crowded transit that's erratic, usually because of traffic. On the other hand, I have many conveniences within walking distance, & people don't generally complain about my (piano) noise. It's a trade-off.

Well,

I live at the second floor of a building of eight.
At the first lives a family of 2 young parents, with one teenager daughter and 2 less than 5 years old children.

They are noisy well over imagination, they all scream all over the day, if the children don't scream, they cry or make a lot of noise playing and running inside the apartment.

On the same floor there is a French family, 2 parents and 3 children. They are completely silent, and two of them play both the piano and the cello, occasionally.

You probably won't believe but the mother of the noisy Italian family had the courage to ring to the door of the French to complain about the noise of the Cello...

I mostly play with the headphones, but if this woman will come to ring to my door for the piano, I think I will spend 5 minutes of my time to explain to her the difference between noise and music

A.