After the tour de force of the previous day, we are again ready for the second of the days of the convention, and this time we are the juries of the male cosplay contest.
It gets really little to realize that the audience is nearly doubled compared to the one of the previous day; today Laura and I are respectively a white Gothic Lolita and Sailor Pluto.
To save time we decide to eat at the fake Japanese restaurant that sells inside the convention… it's not a wise idea, but this is it.
All I wanted was sandia, delicious sandia, my official drink for all the journey together with the slogan of Radio 106.5… Mucho Ritmo!
Sandia, good, cool, refreshing ;_____; it's just pure watermelon juice (with no seeds) and I was really crazy about it… a sandia addicted!!!
I don't know how I bothered everybody to be able to drink it ^_^
By the way, also on Saturday we have some time for some fast shopping (let's talk about those turbonerd T-Shirts Robbberto and Cristiano bought, with the logo of Autobots and Decepticon depicted on them… "you, son of a gun!!!")… and some terrible picture you can see below XD!!
As for the report from the contest, I'm linking this article where you can also find the picture gallery of the event: TNT 11 - April 2006.
During the night one of the most funny moment of this holiday was waiting for us: the night party held for the guests.
A foolish night with tequila and the like in a trendy bar of the capital… a terrace located on top of a very high skyscraper from which we could enjoy a breathtaking view on all (or nearly all) Mexico City.
Between a disco samba (eh meo amigo Charlie Brown…) and a Penso Positivo by the Italian Jovanotti of those old days - and everybody sang it!!! - we drifted into sensual trains of people, throwing at each other a giant banana, among the surprised and amused looks of the watchers who were for sure more drunk than us.
Useless to say that we got back to our hotel very very late *_*… after all the morning after was waiting for us carrying only the most busy day of all the journey. |