But the thing  that  annoyed  him mainly was the silence.  Paul was a city animal and 
the noise  made  part  of his same nature.  When he was boy,  he slept in a room that 
overlooked the railway lines,  on which all kind trains ran, also those international 
ones  and  therefore  was  a continuous comings and goings,  night and day. The night 
he slept  like a Pope  and  also  the day that noise kept him company and it ever did 
not annoy him.  And then the silence  does not exist in a big city,  because there is 
too many people  and  there is always someone  enough rude to make a little of noise. 
Instead there it was different.  A total silence reigned. An incredible thing. Really 
he did not understand as they were able to make noone sound.  It was already eighteen  
days  he was  in that place  and  he could not  go on any more. The travel agency had 
arranged  him  in an apartment  near the centre  of the village and they had supplied 
him also  with a small car,  a runabout,  for eventual travels  to the near villages. 
"...Probably they knew that here noone can resist for a long time...", he had thought 
in that afternoon  and  so  he  had left  with car,  directed towards one of the near 
villages.  After  approximately  fifteen kilometers  he had arrived  in another small 
village and he had been stopped  in order to see like it was.  That difference!  Here 
there  was life!  People  stopped  in small groups  on public square,  some boys were 
seated  to chat  on the steps of the church.  The persons entered and exited from the 
stores.  Vary vehicles passed  on the road  that skirted a side of the public square, 
while various bicycles  were tied  in an appropriate bar of parking. Two girls skated  
on another side  of the public square,  while  five boys  played  soccer  near with a 
plastic ball. The pigeons  flew calm and sometimes landed on the steps of the church. 
Wherever you can hear a cacophony,  composed from voices,  exhaust pipes, shufflings, 
flappings of wings,  race steps and so on.  He thought  to revive  and  he kept still 
for some minutes,  enjoying  the life  that  flowed  so  loudly  near  him.  After he 
headed  towards  the  Bar,  sat  at a table  in the open  and  ordered  a wine glass.