Together with the faithful Roberto we leave from Verona airport with flight AF 5377.
I'm playing on my home ground and thanks to the many people I know, I manage to get an authorization, allowing us a convenient overweight, signed, it might come handy when we come back to Italy.
And it did came handy also because of some unexpected heavy gifts...
The arrival at Charles de Gaulle is smooth, and we will have to wait there for a couple of hours for the next flight; wandering the airport we are able to notice how the prices here are nothing less than legalized theft, and how the airport buildings are dreary and crumbling.
€ 2.80 for a cappuccino seems nothing less than a theft!
After a quick tour that confirms the unreasonable lack of a Starbucks, we get ourselves comfortable on some couches, waiting for the call for boarding.
The second flight (11 hours) is, after all, smooth too.
It's just a pity we have two very bad seat that can stay only in the upright position because they are pushed against the toilet wall... hell!!!!!!
I start practicing my Spanish by watching Step Up, a normal teenager dance movie, that would have been available in Italy the following week, the wonderful Toy Story and The Queen.
But I watched the latter one in Italian.
After just a couple of challenges to Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? the English version of the TV quiz introduced in Italy by Jerry Scotti, and a couple of Mah Jong games we arrive at our destination.
After going through the checkpoint, we find our old friends waiting for us: Paula-Marmota, Cutie Mario and my lovvvvve Daniel, unbreakable and unique bodyguard, driver and factotum.
Nine months ago, when I first went to Mexico, Daniel and I played a little joke on an hypothetical night of love we had had, and before I left, I told him that I would have named our son Danielito.
After the greetings, I pull out of my bag a terrible puppet, worth 3 euro, and I shout with joy:
“Mira Danielito esto es tu padre, tu es el fructo de nuestra noche d'amor, mira tu nino Daniel tienes tu mismo pelo!”
We all laughed like we were crazy, and since then Danielito Pedro Mario Ramon Rodriguez Vecchini has been the joke of the vacation!
After arriving at the hotel (a wonderful luxury 4 star, just a walk away from downtown, Starbucks and the convention) and after the check in in the lobby, we go downstairs for the evening for which we will go to a typical restaurant with the organization of the TNT (Mr. Ottavio and Pepe among the others) and the other guests who are already here (Yaya, Kyle, Kageyama Hironobi and the staff from TV Aichi).
We stay there until late at night, taking embarrassing pictures, listening to mariachi and watching Roberto and Kyle having a tequila bum bum challenge!
Tired like never before, we reach for our beds after a nice jacuzzi.