I am back!
I do not know where to start ... I do not know whether to laugh or cry. The Milanese
weekend was traumatic, it made me appreciate every single thing in my hometown.
The cold night in Milan is something indescribable, even more for us southerners. On the morning of 19
Mari took us to the airport and at 12:00 or so Sara and I arrived in Milan, where he joined us from Palermo Peter and Naomi.
We got together Legnano train to and from the 15:00 we arrived at the hotel exhausted.
time to smoke a cigarette, Noemi likely already can not stay at the hotel with us because it is still a minor (18 years will make them just this week).
Fortunately, the lady of the reception and then turns a blind eye and let us get in the room.
We can tell you to pack up and we immediately realize that the bed sheets were dirty and walk happily into the wall a spider.
We leave the room and go around Legnano something to eat.
We realize now that the country is stramorto, there is a cock ... there is a subspecies of pizzeria and we sling as desperate to eat something now.
back to the hotel, short rest and then to march to the venue of the Four Year Strong to 17.30.
Together with another guy joins us in Palermo, Turi.
Take a taxi ... no time to make two left turns and the taxi driver advised us to eat something for dinner, so tells him it's early yet, and so taxis are available until 22:00 he says ... SEX! The meter marks
€ 3.70 total ... but he says "guys this is the account per person is € 10 total ... you" .. we look perplexed, pay and go.
Ennessima eat pizza ... and try to call another taxi take us to the Land of Live and above all come to take when the concert ends.
the adventure begins.
first phone call ... the driver is busy ... ... second call another taxi driver involved ... starting other countless phone calls, every taxi driver says we can not accompany the return for that time because there are no taxis available in Legnano .. to keep your cool and continue to call. I try to call the lady of the hotel asking if he can help us ... but the most that does is give me the usual number of radio taxi as well as respond rude. Try calling the call centers and every driver us by numbers of their colleagues lost count ... phone calls, some say 10, 12 who, like me who made the account will bear 15!
and in total despair at the thought that the concert is more and more away from us, you do 21:30 ... all 5 are left without any money for a phone call. In desperation
get help from the police station.
door entry system ... there is a window with a senior police officer who answered the intercom ... and immediately starts a conversation between him and Sarah ... paradoxical:
"Tell me"
"Good evening, excuse me, we a problem ... we can not find a taxi to take us in Legnano, we were here, "
" BUT WHO ARE YOU? DO YOU NEED A wood? "
"yeah we should go to a concert
"A concert? BUT WE ARE THE POLICE AND THEN THERE ARE TAXI at this time "
" we will see a concert we started on purpose from Sicily to see a concert, we tried to make an endless round of phone calls but no taxi is available, in desperation looking for your help "
" BUT LOCAL '? "
" Land of Live
"LEND?"
"Land of Live! is a nightclub two miles from Legnano "
" BUT WHERE IS IT? "
" eh in Legnano, in the suburbs "
" BOO ... WE CAN NOT DO NOTHING "
comes in while another officer accent Tuscan with a road map of 2001 in hand ...
explains that taxis do not pass, and that wood is a dead country, and poorly organized.
shows us where we were and where was the place ... in practice the opposite to ours.
We collapsed in despair ... ... in the main square in the back while my mother calling me, telling me that he tracked down with a round of phone calls to various exchanges of radio taxi, a taxi driver named Emmanuel that can accompany both outward return.
Finally some good news ... We shy away immediately in a bar, we heated with hot chocolate and coffee in our cell phones while recharging left without a penny.
In all of this a lady in the next table our turn to us and started to laugh and make tongue out ... Naomi and I, we realize that we do have visions, seeing that no one else has noticed our something.
We looked upset and leave.
We are increasingly convinced that it is entirely the work of Seriously!
arrive in the square and the driver finally arrived.
tells us outright that they can get us to all five in the car and then will make two trips!
I Climb, Sara and Naomi.
Peter Turi and we reach the second round.
The guy starts yelling at us ... saying that we have insulted the phone while we were on the phone with other colleagues and that he had heard everything, we try to do calm and explain to him that we had spoken ill of the first taxi driver, the one that cheated and left in the middle of the road. But
is furious, goes on to say that "E 'awake by 3:00 in the morning" and that we have insulted.
In all this I ask him ...
"But excuse me ... she is not Mr. Emanuel? What he talked on the phone with my mother?"
and he .. "I have not spoken with no mother, Mr. Emanuel is a colleague of mine!"
...
we remain upset, we do not know who this is and where it popped out!
the end .. then adds up the switchboard of the radio taxi sent us the nearest taxi in the area and currently unavailable. So the fool is
touched on the three of us .. and then Peter Turi and we have met with Mr. Emanuel. Well ... all five
finally come to the Land of Live safe and sound ... the place is packed with people, but we are all out in the cold and freezing cold for three quarters of an hour waiting for the gates open.
Finally we come in at about 22.30 ...
we are amazed after entering a few seconds ... I try to pay for tickets but the girl at the counter told me once that you pay at the end of the evening, give us the drink card and enter. Local
great people of all kinds, all very clean and tidy .. nothing to do with local Catania.
I just sling the counter of the band's merchandising and buying a T-shirt now, after a few minutes I realize that one meter from me there is a screamer and keyboardist of the group.
not think twice and say to Sara .. "I do love the picture with him, let's go" ..
are already in a second in front of him and with escordisco ..
"Josh, can I take a picture with you?"
and he .. "ohh yeahh ...
"Josh sailor .. like .."