(ITA - 2002 - 1a Fase)It is not every day you can

(ITA - 2002 - 1a Fase)

 

"It is not every day you can walk down

a Transylvanian village street under a

barrage of stones, especially when the

stones are being hurled by the woman who

will be your wife. Anyone likely to run this

risk should know that it helps to walk fast

and wear a protective backpack, and

console oneself with the thought it is

possibly these little moments of shared

tenderness and understanding (recalled,

perhaps, by glowing firelight in later

years), which make affection grow.

A walk from Poland to Istanbul is a

pretty odd ritual of courtship. We didn't

wash our hair for six months, we talked all

day, we shared some heroically disgusting

meals, and ten years down the road, Kate

and I have swapped our backpacks for

livelier baggage - two boys, and a bump -

and hung up our boots for the present.

Metaphorically speaking, of course: in

reality Kate's boots got lost in the post and

mine broke, so I threw them away. (...)"

Goodwin, J. On Foot to the Golden Horn (p.1).

 

De acordo com o texto, Kate e o narrador têm em comum: