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Do you need something from Scotland?

23 Gennaio, 2007 - 15:40 da Enrico Rotelli

Click: I send my reservation to Ryanair: I will fly to on Scotland Wednesday 31 January. Seems like holiday, 12 days in that beautiful, strange, magic land, as you know: whisky, Braveheart, kilt, the Lock Ness monster and put together everything you have heard about it. But, after some travel there, dad and Jean and the other parents, for me is nothing at all, is just to fly to home. Another kind of home. Far away from mine. I don't know why, but all seem to be so familiar, starting from the wheather. You arrive, and just watch if is raining, put your caps on, it's sunny, put your cap down. You take the luggage, take the key at the Hertz, look at the car somewhere outside Prestwick, some problem to put the speed, and start to riding outside the airport, with the car and the traffic lane that becomes usually at the first roundabout. I like to landing at Prestwick. The airport is nearby the sea, and you can smell and hear it, strongly like the ocean. Then the road to Glasgow, a road to cross about 4 million people, but not so difficult like arrive to Milan. Until I have buy my Tom Tom.  Continua la lettura »

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