BLUT IS BACK May 17 Ge
Lately I happen to take the modernist travel solo. A bit 'by chance, a little' spirit of independence, but also for the desire to be in the company of people who share my passion, and then here is the guide to female great day Genoa: Bluto is back! First comment on the evening, as it may seem strange, coming from my feet, despite representatives wear more comfortable shoes in my park (even if someone does not want to get), have returned home cooked! Sign that they have danced all night without stopping even a momento.Ma start from the beginning: Part one from Lambrate to 14.30, not knowing what to expect. Carletto my first Knight, elegant in a gray suit, joins me on the train some more in the station. The trip, despite a change in Voghera flash, passes quickly through the gossip. Arriving in Genoa we are greeted by a couple of exceptions: Claudino and Clod, still keeping casual. On board the red fireball Claudino we head home, to allow our DJs to prepare good adeguatamente.Attraversando the city we can admire its beauty (as an architect I recommend a trip to the cemetery, really strange!) Cross an infinite series Fans ready for partita.Arrivati \u200b\u200bDorians to the proper destination Clod closes in the shower, leaving Carletto Claudino and the thankless task of making the fold to his favorite pants. The results? are not the best, and at the end Claudio pants if he is pressed by itself! now ritardissimo off once more in the pub, where do the honors Barbara and engineer in the company of other friends, including Valerie and Franz we begin to taste the sausage with the beans (an unusual combination for me but definitely enjoyable). We are able to retain the two poor barmaids well beyond the closing time. Greetings to all of us with an appointment at the Green Grass. We leave in the custody of Barbara the precious bag of discs and Clod, at the suggestion of Valentina, we enter the holiday of Liberation in search of a succulent slice of cake presents a Recco.Ci absolutely fascinating landscape: the sea, the sunset and palm trees ... so a bit 'LaLa Dinner is served from chatter and laughter due to some' healthy modernist gossip (I did not know the inclination to "concierge" of my knights!). We also have time to hear the beginning of the concert Coocoomacka-stick, but now the time has come! After you retrieve from the precious baggage Barbara, you go to the Green Grass. The restaurant, although not very big, it's really nice and thanks to some details a bit 'retro? perfetto.Numerose lends itself as a background, it seems, the last-minute defections, which may not have been important in the success of the evening. In addition to the cute landlord (Barbara and Valerie), with their spouses (Inge and Franz), in addition to my elegant and thoughtful riders, between these two great Genoese Soul dancers (in the company of two girls, I mean really really nice) and a large number of various friends (including skins, mods and especially Sampdoria fans!). The music can not express opinions on expert, but I can safely say that the runway was not cleared even a attimo.Il first DJ to rise to the plates is Inge reminds us that the dance with a transition to "more modern of the modern", I say apprezzatissimo.Cosa Barbara and Franz unless absolutely impeccable, as always! I heard on the plates move all my songs like, a row in the other! At this point in the evening Claudino, transformed by alcohol in Claudissimo, wanted to experiment on me "helmets of death!" Just for the moment to say: - "Do not let me cad ... "- I find that long stretch on the floor! lucky that he's fallen a bit 'longer in the not crush me! However, it is then redeemed the dishes with a perfect selection (although it had promised a bit 'hard rock). And what about the passage of Clod; absolutely commendable. The track is filled to the last inch! And I'm not a great lover of beats I could not catch my breath to keep up the pace incalzante.L 'last act is for Clod that triggers the usual pace of '79 pogo-close-night. I am now past four o'clock when we are literally thrown out locale.Mi find myself waiting for the dawn in a bakery, eating a cake latch, with my partners and a handful of fans and the only thought that comes to mind is ... a great day! Finally a tip for all girls who read this story: If you need excitement and joy I recommend a trip to company of those who for one night were my knights, Carletto, Claudino and Clod ... see you next!
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