Thus ended the Texas parentheses. I returned to New York after a break in steaks from three fingers and the oil pipeline.
I have not had time to update, and perhaps even the moral fiber to do so. And then I was with uncles and cousins \u200b\u200band I wanted to stay with them rather than with myself and with my computer that I can do it every day.
It 's the first episode, only to arrive two hours after landing. if it is boring not read it. But tell me, even as an anonymous user ... that's okay.
The trip started after the Knicks game. It was me, Valerio, Benedetta, Fabio and two very nice friends, Andrew and Matthew. As soon as we began to sit stuffs himself with anti American crap of the worst: Nachos and cheese, a foot long hotdogs, pretzels, bags of candies and light beers (the worst of the worst).
Just sitting next to us sat a couple of friends (friends in your opinion, for me he tried the second level of the report at a later stage horizontal), Susan and Kevin. The fact is that you attack button with the Italians, the Italians rule the game and crap shoot for the whole game, which among other things, was a death penalty.
The Knicks have presented soft and unmotivated after a quarter and a half and have lost one of the best men, Nate Robinson. Meanwhile The Chosen One, LeBron James, was shouting with the crowd at MSG crushed during the heating, firing geyger talcum powder, and made fun of knickers .... So the game was officially over at the end of the first quarter.
Total, space for junk food and crap was expanded until the file close to us we have become the real attraction, though a sguardino sometimes they were to throw at LeBron.
with Susan and Kevin at the end we went for a beer. I found out that Kevin is a teacher of athletics and basketball in high school, and Susan must be just soooo full of family and job quits. I tried to understand what he was doing in life and I have only talked about work he has left ... The evening lasted parechioto. Eventually at about 3 and a half we moved. I had to go home and Fabbbbio blessed because I needed a backpack that I had paid for Fabbbbio fly. While you're there do not want to play a game of Burraco?
burraco You must know that it has become for us a great attraction in New York City, most of the screens of Times Square and Central Park Zoo animals. That evening the burraco STABILITY who would have stayed in bed and some on the couch at home Rocca, since Andrew and Matthew have stayed there.
Without the Burraco game were 5, I arrived in Brooklyn that were five and a half. The time to make the case, speaking briefly to Italy and had made the six and a half: time to start driving to LaGuardia.
to get to Laguardia lunghiiiiissimo is a journey from my house, so I planned a 2 hour journey. Instead all 3 meters came together, and even buses. so the 40 minutes I was there. The flight was on time and I could not fall asleep while waiting for him.
Mounted on the plane I did not even have time to realize that I take the flight that I was already asleep. I woke up the passengers were loosing the belt. The flight shorter than the world to me ...
When I left the airport I did not think, but every minute I was happier when she arrived and Patrick did not seem real, I was really happy. A
NY -3 were in Houston was well above 20 degrees and the humidity in the sun was annoying but the feeling of the jeans is stuck better than the cardboard jeans.
Then, the magic, Aunt slips into a restaurant: Taste of Texas. A real restaurant, not a chain. A restaurant where the specialty is Carnazza. Here is a time consuming a bet: whoever was able to eat more meat than the previous record had the meal on the house. The record stood at around 130 ounces, plus or minus 4 kg. My steak was "only" thirty ounces, ottoetti. De-li-sa-uncle. Another advantage is that since Texas is a place to cafonazzi, I could devour them all without the bone vunciandomi that nobody did not even notice. I went out with the stupid smile of happy, stoned and tired of proven satisfied: a beauty ....
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