The only good thing is wonderful just the taste of satisfaction that remains on the lips. Those smiles stored in the retina, these laughed stored in memory, those moments of glory, one-minute live for years but do not have that melancholy place between my feelings now that I am about to relate the well-deserved vacation I had two recent weeks.
all started with the arrival of Aythami and Nestor, heralds the revelry from the warm island of Gran Canaria. They came a day of winter and the cold I was at the airport before I found them at the station. The first day it summarizes a shopping list, many jokes and stories of events in my absence with flashbacks of the most amusing anecdotes. After dinner and sleep sofa them as husbands punished, while I slept late to get up early the next day.
Interestingly, only two came in person, but by far the presence of only one of the "big fellow" brings the group weight. So you could say that those 4 or 5 days they shared here and Nestor Aythami enjoy some extent on the presence of Yeray, Lolo, Inko, Oscar, Juan, Alex, Machin, Joshua and everyone else from Aaron to Camon. Then, in Rome, Nico and Adex completed the play.
The tonic London was marked by my inability to accompany them because they had to work and semi-guided walks by my suggestions, which led them to know: Covent Garden with her magic fairy dust, Greenwich meridian with its observatory and its grounds, the British Museum with impressive relics briefly Portobello Road market with its smell of English, Oxford Circus and Tottenham Court Road with its sea of shops, Piccadilly Circus, Leicester Square and Chinatown with its neon lights and shadow play, the Soho with its nightlife reggetton whores and cocks, the heavens with a lot of the latest and an anecdote that deserves a post by itself, the night and day in Camden Town with its alternative setting, the River Thames with its charm raduales, the Tate Gallery with her passionate Kiss of Rodin and his art in the service, the National Gallery with my fun at the same time illustrative comments (probably the best of London), the birthplace of Leytonstone to Hitchcock, Liverpool Street and Brick Lane with its dismembered and Indian prostitutes incite you into their restaurants, The Westminster Abbey with its exorbitant price, the Newtonian and gothic fiasco breathtaking display, the Buckingham Palace Guardsman with the distance and his return in vain, and of course all around that the Big Ben, Tower Bridge, London Eye, Trafalgar Square and something else that I left out.
But as the heavens spoke the night deserves a special mention. The dinner was rather frugal, fried eggs con arroz y un poco de ensaladilla del dia anterior. De postre unos “corners” de muller, que vienen a ser unos yogures que se sirven con cereales o bolitas de chocolate. Tras eso a grabar videos como bobos a retocar fotos cruelmente y a beber como cosacos.
La llegada a la discoteca fue un tanto tardia, la entrada menos cara de lo que esperaba (dentro de los precios de la capital britanica) pero lo mas curioso ocurrio antes de acceder al local, cuando un policia con perro cocker se nos acerco y la bestia peluda alegremente nos ladro. Primero pense que era algo tipo camara oculta y que el policia no le daria importancia, luego le dije al can que estaba equivocada (por su mirada deduje que era una perra) y finalmente llegue a plantearme si habria smelled in my wallet's empty plastic bag that used to wear and that Amsterdam was filled with delicious and aromatic marijuana.
albino A black goat came to us and asked us if we got along something that we should not, to what I Nestor complete serenity and shitting in his pants as if he had been something, we said NO. "For the record we have said, emptied his pockets one by one and open your legs a little I feel like you have the balls hard." Calmly and without haste I emptied my right pants pocket, then left the rear of which contained my wallet full of tickets that never revisare, and then left the shelter, small chest pocket and finally the izquiero the three rooms where curiously had a bag of Kentucky Fried Chicken. No objection on the part of the snowy beard, and after some groping we were in a nightclub in which a transvestite who Aythami described as "two meters high and one meter wide" without actually exaggerating too much, almost went unnoticed (almost, almost ... but not). Wildlife was topless in her most gay and that was noted especially when Nestor told us to go to the main runway where (coincidentally) was having a show that just a guy with cock handle air and several Bibiana Fernández dancing hard with their fans. Aythami and I looked and got us thinking about where this type as the audience jumped wildly to the beat of a DJ who in fact to work properly. We leave the local
not remember what time, but not late, ready to catch the bus that returned us home after visiting the supermarket for 24 hours courtesy of the corner. Along the way something I ate his head because the dog barked so happy? Nestor went with the theory of learning by operant conditioning, arguing that to find a dealer dogs receive food, so just to get food had barked while not completely safe. But I found the answer in the bag of Kentucky Fried Chicken ... and the day before we had eaten a chicken wing there and in London as the bins are scarce, I had saved in my pocket 3 large chicken bones for a cocker police should be something like the prize that awaits those who discover a cache.
not remember what time, but not late, ready to catch the bus that returned us home after visiting the supermarket for 24 hours courtesy of the corner. Along the way something I ate his head because the dog barked so happy? Nestor went with the theory of learning by operant conditioning, arguing that to find a dealer dogs receive food, so just to get food had barked while not completely safe. But I found the answer in the bag of Kentucky Fried Chicken ... and the day before we had eaten a chicken wing there and in London as the bins are scarce, I had saved in my pocket 3 large chicken bones for a cocker police should be something like the prize that awaits those who discover a cache.
And with that, even putting in the ink a lot and very interesting, I will give here completed the first of three installments of the trilogy "Capital of Europe: London-Rome-Berlin".
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