EPTChapter 1
Or should I say... Rome. My flight on Aerolineas Argentinas got CANCELED and they offered me to take a flight right away to Rome instead to the one to Madrid.
I took it, havent anything to do in Madrid anyway, and didnt wanted to waste my time and wait 24 hours for the replacement plane to Madrid.
I wanted to arrive to europe anyway. Good call. I would still be on argentina, since there is round 19:00 right now. And today is my birthday, at least here, not in Chile yet... Got an email from my girlfriend telling me that our reservation in London is ready. Have to take note of that. Shitty selfservice paid internet in the airport just stoled me like 6 euros, thats a shitload of chilean money, 20 cents a minute its just a robbery.
Want to tell many things, but this shit is sooo expensive. I will edit this shit whit links to the two previous chapters and a good writeup about the last 8 hours here in Leonardo Da Vinci Airport. Gottago to my mail, seeya
Ok, got to work the fucking wifi from the airport and found a fuckn ac plug to my batteryless laptop, so for the next five hours its gonna be me, beer and TL. Hell of a good birthday, considering that after that i will get into a plane AND FLY TO MOTHERFUCKEN LONDON, where i have my reservation ready and i am going to FINALY JOIN MY GIRLFRIEND
I am so fucken happy, best bday ever.Let me tell ya some travelling advises: Europe is xpensive... thats for sure, but can be really payable for southamerican people if you follow a few advises.
BOUGHT CIGARETTES BEFORE
I did it, i am currently with 150 or so cigarettes, that i hope are going to last for the first month. 150 and some tobaco.
DONT TRAVEL WITH DRUGS from south america to europe (do it the other way around)
Today I saw a poor argentinian guy fucking on his pants when the polizia asked him to step aside. And Italy is a fucken paradise to enter europe. Nothing of what i have been told before happened to me. ABSOLUTLY NOTHING, the guy in the booth just took my passport and made a stamp on it. I was even thinking he did it wrong. I asked someone before entering Italy, they didnt even herd me, just said me GO OUT PLEASE. I even asked again to airport information guys. Pain in the ass. Big fucken airport, lazzy people in the information service. They didnt have a clue.
BE NICE
You can know many people. Is always good to have someone to talk with for a while when you are alone. Today i met Georgia, a beautifull and dumb north american girl, tony, an italian guy that smokes like a bitch, Glen, a german guy who is going home after visiting his girfriend in Buenos Aires, a beutifull italian girl, etc. Every chat is a priceless challenge, because, i could talk in english right away, but i try not to do so, with gestures two people can comunicate pretty well despite the lack of common languaje.
Edit: added some pragraphs, links and formatting.
edit2: Thanks guys, hope it will be the best birthday ever.
