'm beginning to suspect that you have the face of a terrorist. Or maybe I have a name that sounds threatening.
Because I know that the airport must pass under the metal detector and if it sounds to be searched and luggage X-rayed and may be searched too. I know. But this happens three, say three times in succession on the same day and at the same airport, is a bit 'over the top! Already the boarding bridge was in the top of the moon ... I say, if I get there on foot in England, just tell me, I organized! Then all these additional stops, even before a board! :-O
The trip was quiet, apart from another plane that has gone close a few minutes from the Channel ... But I guess he knew what he was doing ... I hope! The stay in England was ... Well, ignoring the madness by fabìte alleged that sparked the crisis between me and Steve (disperassione ç_ç ), it was fine ...
The Saturday was dedicated to the town of Reading, including a change of tires to the car, very pleasant trip to the shop Craft III & IV of everything a creative desires, where I bought a small set to make a mirror by Stitch bag (but that's another story), a lunch at a Chinese restaurant "mangiatuttoquellochevuoiaprezzofissomadevifiniretuttoquellochehainelpiatto" dall'orologiaio detour to return the instructions of a clock other than Steve purchased for Christmas, trafficotrafficotraffico to reach a movie theater, only to change his mind and go to another movie! And here, just to accept, dinner of sweet and salty popcorn and candy-kills liver, while watching The King's Speech ... Cute ^ ^ Or at least, I liked ... And then it was a long time since I wanted to join an English cinema ^ ^ What then is like an Italian cinema, but films are broadcast in English ... I know, nothing so great, but there was so much that I wanted to go the same XD
Sunday, the usual lunch with family and with the delicious delicacies of the mother of Steve ... I just thinking back hunger : ') Cuddles to Misty, the micianzianotta and Ellie, the dog mustache, a bit' of TV all together, the tea (the saucers are piaciutiii ^ ^) and then again home to prepare for the next day ... pissicologicamente all'alzataccia
Just psychologically, because in reality then we get up very late (mea culpa -_-') and consequently we arrived at Gatwick Airport with accurate delay ... E. .. Hear hear ... After yet another search (even under jeans! : -O), after a desperate race, after a decline of sugar that made me wear out in front of the gate, always on top of the moon (by taking a cuddly all 'EasyJet operator on duty) ... Alone.
I know what you are saying. You're saying the same thing I told the guy at the information center. That almost a year later I recognized: "Ma! Still she?! He lost again!" -_-'And
I even like it should be saluted Steve : '(
So after a long wait, made up of people arrested with irrepressible joy of operators of Gatwick, sweepstakes for a prize of a Ferrari (no, I do not want ticket, at this time I'd bought a Ferrari!), despair vented on rich ham-cheese sandwich and pickles (at 7:00 in the morning ...) and assorted bag of Haribo (the goodness that is eaten at all ages), I finally managed to go!
But if you think the story ends with the aircraft taking off and gradually disappears in the blue, leaving space for writing The End, think of big!
At approximately 11:40, the flight of 5260 in EasyJet flight to Rome, it's time snack ... So, just for good measure, I took some fries (with a lovely box that I build impararea), water and soup, than in the cup. Then I realize that I hano given anything to eat with ... I understand drinking the broth, but the vegetables that I pick?
"Sorry, we do not have spoons on board :-) " . So why put the soup in the menu! :-D It took me half France to finish, picking up the vegetables with the stick to turn the coffee or chips that lend themselves better to the purpose! XD
France ... That every time we step on, you only see a huge cloud, from the Alps to the Channel, with a couple of holes that allow glimpses of Paris and Dijon ... I'm beginning to wonder if the rest of the country actually exists!
Then, after two hours, soups, screaming children, careless of mothers who leave bags on board (which then has to run behind the UAPA to avoid a lot of mange), some turbulence eeeeeeeeh! we have come to Rome, ready (okay, so to speak) to address the usual chaos that reigns supreme here with us ...
Well, now you can imagine my car disappears into traffic the GRA, to make way for The End written ;-)
A hug to all of you:-D: -*
Please, forgive me if I can not translate it now, this pc is tttooooo ssslllooooowwww ° _ ° '
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