 In the end, just like everything else, also this vacation comes to its finale.
We leave Guadalajara in the late morning to go back to Mexico City, always with a musical background provided by Daniel's compilations, a real must.
We stop at Mayaland to get our baggage that was travelling on another van, and after having said hello to everyone, we go to the airport with Mario, Paula and the two other bodegas who will have left the next day.
It's time for goodbye (not before we had a word fight with the Iberia's check-in stewardesses who wanted us to pay $200 for the Big Box… I say no, uh…) and for thanking… for Robbberto and me it's time for the return odyssey.
As soon as we cross the threshold of the gate zone we are already worried about the destiny of the Big Box that is being left abandoned in a corner at the end of the conveyor belt by the lazy clerks; we imagine it wearing sunglasses, after having flown with the wrong plane, having a sunbath on a beach in Tenerife XD.
Before boarding there's still time to waste the last pesos in useless souvenirs, stop at the Starbucks, eat something and thinking of our situation and destiny.
The flight to Madrid is smooth, but the offered movies are one worse than the others… and besides this, this time I can't sleep, hell!!;_;
Robbberto, victim of a complete muscular relax pleases us with involuntary little shows.
And I sit behind a guy who was compellingly and continuously scratching his head every 5 seconds, I suspect he had some sort of disease and I couldn't help but taking a picture of him: little perversions of mine.
In Madrid we hardly accept we will have to wait for our flight for eight hours and we collapse carelessly on the sofas of the café Caffriccio (when Starbucks misses…); and after having repeatedly walked the airport memorizing the location of each airport shop, we finally board our plane.
A couple of comfortable hours of flight and we are in Linate, in Italy save and safe, exhausted but happy and most of all, with Mucho Ritmo!!!! |
