Ronse in the ears over ten thousand meters, I've got scempre although I think it is more a 'mpresscìone cagotto due to this when sciàlgo up to a aèrioplano reazziòne, so I can not sleep a gneanche little, I fill the stomach of cows, peanuts, chocolates, candies pending aeronautical meal.
The flight takes five hours and a half and have the opposite sergione puffing like a locomotive:
- CIA hunger and
- did not understand a blessed chip only for the film and giving
- the hostess Cianna ass and tits small and low
- which for once paying customers, after all the travel economy, we want to give in as the third leg of Ariva and when Othello asks a sciùbito covered with beautiful breasts but not the fifth in the ski translates as Shah in English and we have to ask myself, and
- that - "Ostia! scion I forgot to tell us the mechanism to spin the reels that you sconsumano all gone down one side!"
... insciòmma a whining continues.
Luckily we ate well, and laments, as if by magic, is gone.
When the A-380, Super Jumbo tacked above the Emirates, the Dubai International Airport and landed (without Scioli rite dick that just gets in Italy: the applause), he woke up and the Sergione , wiping his bib left side, slammed his eyes like Bambi, it was scratched his balls as if he had the platter and began: - "Socci, I have to go to hell!" -
Hurrah.
The impact with the outside temperature plane is like a punch from Tyson in the diaphragm and throw down a glass of muriatic acid.
50 degrees.
I mean, 50 ° dry eh?
do not sweat, dries.
After 40 minutes, in the Guest Room appears to be a chauffeur in a prominent blue suit by Armani with a gold brooch on the lapel of the Company which comes to us, and voice in a discreet and almost Shakespearean English - " welcome mr. dazwo, welcome mr. Sergione, I am Rachid, it's a pleasure receive you in Our Country "- the Sergione looks at me, frowns and says, -" Sa vol quests that? "- (What does this?).
go! The first picture of shit in the Emirates we did it.
will now be a breeze.
The van's Financial Bank welcomes us in luxury, all black, tinted windows, piped music, a scent is light, fresh as deodorants for those tropical flowers, we do not have to pack the most affected, we find that Rachid is not the driver but a kind of handyman secretary at our disposal, and I Sergione the swarm we watched in silence as many times expressions like: - "Shit did you see that stuff?" with his mouth tightened and his eyes wide open.
In fact, come on, do not you think, after that we headed to the hotel Hilton Dubai Creek was a sciùssceguirsi grattacielimacchinonivialonipalmatiborsedipelle to no end, while Rachid tells us about the program of our stay on earth Saudi gives us a mobile phone (new) with which we could call it at will and as he explained all this, Sergione gazed at it, girandoselo in his hands, the Financial Iphone4 with the logo on the dial and looking for hidden Rachid that he was addressing to me, once again, mimed the words: - "but fuck, have you seen that stuff?"
was traumatic arrival at the hotel, we went from 25 ° of the machine, very pleasant, 20 ° to the hotel.
Look, I'm not joking.
These here scion electrocuted, tea come from the outside and enter it in the freezer, yes, beautiful, beautiful throughout, luxury, swimming pool, buffet, what the fuck you want but give it ostìassa! a cold lady.
When we have given electronic keys for the rooms I could not wait to take a shower, but already I knew what awaited me: the evening with Sergione wanted to leave the stamp there as well.
... But that's another story.
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