But a day like many others: June 2, including parades and performances of the Arrows Tricolore! Want
the alarm at 5.30 am, you've seen the shows, you want the holiday away from her daughter, as with the girls waking up I was not particularly motivated, but it was enough to see them appear on the horizon: Cynthia in a sober black mourning always paired with glasses and black beak, black as well, Elisa shaken from sleep that does not say a word and Manu, Ns Mrs. Diana Ross, a beautiful, sunny with "funzionalissima" clutch bag in tow. My beautiful friends. To complete the picture a
Marcello more puzzled than usual and I comfortable with a dancer (a Voja to put mentholated talcum) fularino and Silk: Why the stables of the Quirinal require a degree of decency.
My feet still cry out for vengeance (and primarily screaming 'nculo decency!)
Even before entering the car to get the station started the cicaliccio with attached cutting and pasting. At that Marcello: " games so aggressive, but you already at 6 am? "
Only the day before on the phone with Mr. Manu Concerto, naively asked him why he was not. I do not remember if he had just laughed in response ...
Breakfast and departure to the station with the Eurostar arrival of 6:47 to 10:24
Urbe The Pod, a chat readings interspersed with pleasant merry: Travel precise, comfortable and relaxing. Even the lady sitting behind which to hear the best of our adventures Gymnastics sentimental stood up and approached with making fake disinterested. Fake bad! In this
Marcello occasionally made jokes aloud by suggesting that it was the spouse of a group and not the gay friend.
Bellino.
Once in Rome we expected a nice bucket of water. The forecasts of days before they had put "lightning." Instead we enjoyed a nice warm sun on the way to show in the exhibition. I
Diana gay friend and we strung three, beautiful: Caravaggio at the Quirinal Stables, Edward Hopper at the Museum of Corso Giacomo Favretto and the Cloister of Bacchus.
The first two have no need of publicity, are beautiful and review was a real pleasure.
In particular, Caravaggio, that Marc and I had already visited about a month ago, but with Matilda, who is so starting to get some confidence, but it is still small, we are tired and distracted.
On that occasion I took the audio guide, which had seemed lengthy, so this time I served the application for the iPhone that my husband had downloaded up-employee, actually a bit 'stiraccchiata, but to say vaglielo ...
In just over a year and I have seen Marci Supper at Emmaus (The first) four times in three different places: at the Pinacoteca di Brera at the Show Caravaggio Caravaggio home in February last year when we went to Milan to see the exhibition on Futurism , the National Gallery in giungno and finally the last two times in Rome.
Merisi never fails. Only
Diana does not like, because deep, but then came out enthusiastic Hopper, painter of depression! There was not all all, any doubts we had it already. Riding the wave of enthusiasm
Manù output of the Museo del Corso, we conducted the third, while there were already galloping towards El & H & M. The
Favre was a real discovery. Proposed by-law , not even advertised on the site, ugly to be honest, the Cloister of Bramante , which is rather pleasant place, especially the bar upstairs, with tables overlooking the courtyard, an oasis of peace a few steps from bustling Piazza Navona. The exhibition
very beautiful and full of pictures (from the site had meant there were few), thin (three of us four ladies) and made even more enjoyable from a background of classical music. A pleasure!
So the group has bunched up on the way to the station. McDonald on the fly and then on the train where, put on his headphones, I would have lost in reading the catalogs to fix those wonderful pictures that I had filled my eyes. Deluded! A talkative
Diana -Manu, perhaps overexcited for too much coffee, I nailed the corner (I coach seats model side window, I was in a trap) all the way Roma-Falconara Marittima and also had the courage to come out with a " Offi, this journey never ends?" I'm tired! "But the regional o_0
us back home, I also shared with others even with Marcello, who has tried to sit but it is far was promptly called to order, even with the little boy sitting there since before our arrival, that he would like move, but has not had the courage (and was said to have left the cell number to tell us how he had fared since the end ...)
Manù Wonderful!
Finally in bed only at one o'clock at night, tired after a busy day, but still with the umidicccio eyes and jaws aching from laughter coarse.
Next? We accept proposals ...
0 comments:
Post a Comment