Oh! Zero zanzare e tanta polvere sahariana. Sono qui seduto davanti al computer di mio zio, quello piu' scrauso del mondo, un monitor del 1995, una tastiera talmente tanto araba che non ha gli accenti e un box aperto che mi permette di vedere il cuore pulsante di questo genio elettronico (il computer) per raccontarvi delle mirabolanti avventure del vostro orso bruno prediletto.
Ho scoperto or ora che il tasto T funziona male male male e ho gia' capito quanto sara' dura scrivere questo magnifico post, chedupalle!
Ieri son partito da casa come mio solito fare, almeno tre ore prima del decollo dell'aereo, dato che preferisco essere sempre in anticipo (piu' svizzero degli svizzeri) o almeno ci provo; a dir la verita' ho notato con grande irritazione, When you arrive at Malpensa, was not the only Italian-Egyptian-Swiss punctuality ', indeed there were so many that the queue at check in was at least 3 km long (and' always nice to exaggerate).
The wait, however, 'has paid off, I and my fellow travelers have been cracking jokes with the check-in chick and she has repaid our sympathy with a nice gift, and what' was expensive.
For the first time in my life as a traveler as well as 'a great connoisseur of Milan to Cairo and vice versa I sat side by side on the door of safety, comfort' stunning given that the seats in front of me were almost a meter away and I was able magnificence like a madman, I have given vent to my legs and I made sure that they could find the most 'great comfort' ever seen for a traveler with an infinite 'positions that the Kama Sutra would envy me.
The only downside of the trip and 'was the film Hachiko, moving and everything, but' two-hour movie in which there is' a dog waiting for his master died (poor) to the station seems a bit 'bit, enough to tell all in 30 minutes and morality would come anyway, "Dogs are the most' faithful men."
Hachiko except that among other things I admire very much (and not ironically), I think I scored a new world record, the my bags came out first and in less than no time I was out of the airport to smell the scent of ancient Egypt, Cleopatra of my, of my ancestors, the desert and of course could not miss the stench of urban smog.
fuckin mess, Cairo, and 'by far the city' more 'chaotic I've ever seen, and return home' was a high-voltage thriller, better than in his pursuit of Van Damme films that have made the history of shit movie.
I was in a volkswagen beetle color orange '73 (beautiful, I know), and it 's been nothing short of out of this world, I think I risked my life a lot' of times Here there is no 'rule, overtaking on the right or left is the same, overtaking a zig zag, then do not say, and' a must, if you do you're not cool, being here with each other and the hair ' how to play hide and seek, cuckoo I found you and overtake you at 5 cm from the machine without batting an eye, really, 'was hallucinating, that's why' does not exist here and the insurance industry do not know what is good!
tonight then I'm looking forward to a nice little berm 'of glasses of juice to sugar cane (which goodness'!). For now it 's all. A warm greeting from Pharaoh, take care!
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