Ok, here's how things went. Among
wakes up and connects to the Internet to check mail and notices to be inundated with messages, email, etc. and even now is chirped by Pina who wants to know how we are. How are we doing? We're fine, why?
Because we are missing the whole family. But if we felt the other day and we are sending you a text message in which I said that 99% did not jump? Yes, but there is always quell'1%. Ah well, if so you are right now and like us all.
assists in the announcement of half-sleep good news thanks to our father who suffered with an "asshole, what purpose did you?"
clear things up in the morning continues.
I wake up, wake me up or better at all the usual casino Fra, who kindly lingers to go in the office to spend a few more minutes with me. We have breakfast and talk 4.
I greet him.
I do not want to devote myself to the back of the blog, to tarry long in the morning. I prepare and pack your bags. Yeah, now you go home. But the plane is at 20.05, so I have time.
When I finally decide to leave Evangelos'm turning for home. I greet him and tell him that I would leave in the evening. He then resumed the conversation the previous day and apologized for not having installed the battery. Yes, because gathered in a box in the living room is the drum machine, a Roland TD-12. He urges me to try at least a little bit and I attach the snare: it is something monstrous, sounds like a real battery, nothing to do with "assembly" in my room or with pieces of rubber that are usually in instrument shops. It leaves me to tap a 20 min. Thank you and then ask him to send me some of his performances on youtube. He says yes, yes, but probably never will.
Esco. But now the right thing to do is go to lunch with and among his colleagues, the same as the prime Oxa, the francophones. Case
coolness is removed the idea of \u200b\u200beating in runs and we opt for Chi, a Thai-Japanese restaurant. I ate really well. If passed by the City, fatevelo not escape at all.
After a coffee and greeting everyone as they go back to the office I go Harrod's.
had been before and I forgot to have visited only partially and only to take the legendary cheesecake so dear to Pina.
So I literally get lost in this temple of unbridled consumerism, luxury, but especially in foodhall, gourmet celebration. There is everything, but really all the best food to sell (if you look for tiger's eye I know that not even find them here).
I let myself go with muffins, donuts's Cheescake and (of course) and I hope that everything arrives intact at the end of the journey. Anyway you spend. I also plan a trip to Toys that can not compete with Hamleys (5 plans for children or not).
At last, however I break because in addition to the ultra-luxury adult toys (Poker, chess, etc.) that otherwise brands, perfumes and jewels that I was never concerned. Calmly I head home for the last time, to leave the keys and say goodbye to two nice Greek. The house is deserted and half hour long followed the route to Heathrow. They are well ahead of me and him around pretty well. But of course
arrival at the gate near the limit time. Anyway all ok.
'm happy, I enjoyed it but I was too tired and the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing back to my placid routine melts in my temples like a sugar cube in a double cappuccino Starbuck's (the sound it makes is floooooommmm).
A further enliven the journey will take care of my neighbor's chair: Emma, \u200b\u200bwho always laughs at my jokes, she caresses and rubs me and about eight months. Behind me two other boys model 012 that are even more casino. Anyway when you do not take it anymore, I put on my headphones and sleep until a few minutes before landing.
In Rome it pours. Due to time there are no trains (between one thing and the other is after midnight) and I wonder how one of the major airports of Italy is so "stupid", and like me also crowds of tourists who do not know which way to turn piacioni among taxi drivers who do not understand a shit of English.
But now I'm home.
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