Two uninformed computer implement a robot and slip contraband in defiance of the Schengen wisely introducing such possessions in the USA. Staying in a hotel better appreciate his eyes with his nostrils, with an interest in participating in a conference after which assist with the sportsmanship of grace granted to Canadian indigenous elements. To overcome the disappointment you grant a ride in a limousine serving to force junk food, before losing the dignity casting shadows infused with a certain artistic relevance to the walls of the Exploratorium in San Francisco. The two recovered the dignity of walking around downtown and facing the diverse local population.
It comes on the day of presentation.
The alarm clock gets the job done early and well-dressed, punctual and beautiful as the sun, we relocated to a small room adjacent to that where we mount our Ambaradan to to file a final functional test. That, of course, fails miserably. Contact us (at my expense! Note to self: remember to Never use more 'mobile phone in the States) frantically our antenna technology Italian, Emacs, which gives us a number of possible reasons for the technical problems we are experiencing. In the end it turns out that a software license required for our demonstration expired yesterday! A worthless attempts to go back in time, even just a few hours, and are necessary but wise unspeakable actions to remedy the situation of enormous momentary impasse in which we live.
As God wills, to 9.29 we going to do everything.
9.30 and planned our presentation.
Our booth is now crowded with a theory impressive crowd of people who first of all to figure out what the contraption (whose name, I remind you, is Phantom) we're showing, what it is and, in Overall, how we justify our existence. The success of public is excellent and we take many contacts as interesting from the standpoint of vocational education as useless by the social point of view, since it is almost exclusively of elderly ladies or burly men with different levels of responsibility in museums and other public facilities. We are almost ignored by the rest of us beautifully young, except by a group of nice guys in Milan, including Milan's Romania, but give us a little of her and frustrate our attempts to seem more pathetic boys with high hopes. We are completing the transition with the greatest advance from youth to youth, which began to worry a little. The lights of the room waving, sign of the impending dismantling of the equipment, feeling that my beloved notebook does not hold at the time of its closure, it reacts fracturing a hinge opening me and a big hole in the lid so. In this moment has a zipper and hanging an expression much suffering. On my return be consulting a specialist, but I fear that I will be forced to shoot it down. In the meantime I'm enjoying these days with him, aware that might be the last.
phone and a PC, it cost me dear 'is California ...
After the public presentation, we keep another cabotage small and personalized, before going to our second appointment with Sbrusa wife and we offer a brunch of oysters in a the full costs of local edible, health-conscious, organic and macrobiotic. We nonchalantly out a limited number of oysters and a few salads that cost as much as a full meal but fill as a starter. But what satisfaction! Satisfied the palate, we plan to meet later with some crap belly heat at low cost, or perhaps a buffet courtesy of the conference.
In fact, after the plenary session which is also briefly mentioned our work, we moved all aboard the bus to Golden Gate Park, namely in the Museum of Contemporary Art, one of many, to enjoy the buffet closing . Finally we can make common cause with someone, happens to the group of nice folks in Milan, came here as volunteers to pay their fees (ie the penalty) of the conference, which eventually stop you and give us the pass to a more casual you. At the end of the evening we come to you and promise to give us the contacts for a possible night out to enjoy from the intense night life of San Francisco, as the representative of the male trio stayed here for three months and promises wonders several clubs here, it seems, close at 2 - time - but then continue in some way after hours private parties in that somewhat curious. In reality we can not find why the trio, invited to dinner at the home of Sbrusa (a wonderful dinner, self-produced, in a warm and comfortable Petrera Hills apartment on the corner of Nineteenth Street and Wisconsin - will not be able to provide addresses if not in this way! If you want to come visit me at home, go to Mary 18 Albert Street, corner of St. Anthony) do a little 'delay in bringing to a variety of reasons: an inglorious departure delay, due to our dependence on the bus to leave Golden Gate Park Next to the inexperience of the driver who takes us to Wisconsin Street going a bit 'too much at random, and relaxing home atmosphere, combined with an excellent dinner (thanks again Sbrusa!) and copious sweating due to a variety of games for the Nintendo Wii in which I lost but I won the Wimbledon championship WBC.
Sbrusa causes us a bit 'with envy when he says that he has breakfast in the office because, generally, a fellow gay day brings cookies that he makes at home, making me wonder why I'm not gay so colleagues kind but only ricchioni colleagues that I do not wear anything ...
Back home at the smallest that it exists and give up the contact group of young playboy, giving us a night walk around the hotel, with a constant feeling of insecurity that forces us to walk forward and looking over his shoulder often trained as guerrillas. We reject many times the little mite aggressive homeless, also pulling out because the portfolios does not seem a smart move, seeing the last coins of nightlife in shooting people (for women this usually means evening gown and heels, not necessarily for men, especially the heels, while the younger flaunt vests tamarrissime, even Dolce and Gabbana), and a little 'low-key, close our experience in California.
We pull the money?
Much better than I expected, much less than I expected, and I think the two things are related.
In its own way something of an exaggeration to San Francisco has it, and it is due to the incredible land full of hills more than Monica Bellucci, with a succession crazy of steep climbs and descents swirling push to wonder how this city is to balance and, above all, how did they build a city in an area so rugged. I know, I know, is the bay and all, but anyway.
fragments in order:
- an unexpected concentration of psychics, or witches, fortune tellers and more, each with its own "shop "and its good to read rates past, present and future
- access to the laughter of a kind of body color guard at the door of the hotel, to see a group of American ladies five-capped to 25 cents a tip the goalkeeper. One of the most genuine laughter and entertaining that has ever heard! To our request for information, this kind of Forrest Whittaker is unable to speak because interrupted by his own laughter at seeing the stunned expression of the speaker holding his coin, and a repeat count "A quarter? They Gave You a Quarter ? Buoh-oh-oh! "
- some icons applicants, statue-like the guy in front of our hotel (service hours: 8 AM - 2 AM), the very frequent sirens of the Fire Department (Kojak has arrived ...), the ugly flag of California, which seems drawn by a child with obvious problems of relationship with the outside world
- the accurate control of security when leaving the airport in San Francisco, where we have: searched, checked the shoes, removing all metal objects, checked the notebook, mobile phone, of course, the phantom, open the bags, searched in search of lice eggs, digital rectal examination to exclude the presence of ovules of cocaine trade in the dark and a kidney explanted and a lung for non-commercial purposes.
ends like this: this beautiful fairy tale goes.
But wait, and another is that to you!
ends the saga of the streets of San Francisco but it starts almost at the same time and strictly on the same channel, a new miniserial: Georgia on My Mind, with me and for Ciccio the streets of Atlanta. What strength
these sagacious people!
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