ok.. photo time..
Day 1: Saturday
pissko sambuca and khalifa on the bus.
by this point i'd been awake for 29 hours and driven 250 miles in that time
After a quick stop at the hotel to drop off bags we took the Metro to Lotto, then made the walk to the stadium..
Due merde.. class.. It seems the girly ones aren't so popular round the Meazza..
the stadium loomed in the distance.. LaWeed and Kdogg were having to drag their jaws off the ground at this point
it got closer..
We found a strange guy wearing white, pointing at some graffiti like a roman salute.. So i sent in Khalifa for a photo.
now this should be the point where the photos of the San Siro museum go.. but we werent allowed to take any...
So then we went on the stadium tour..
first views inside..
how could anyone want to swap this???
we then realised the white stranger was following us.. and posing in our photos?!
I tried to fight him away.. but he resisted..
he disappeared for a while, so we carried on our tour
the pitch looking good for once..
Khalifa and Waleed were convinced they could make it into the team, Waleeds comment "who needs cordoba anyway, he sucks"
The new players check out the facilities..
they got cosy in the showers..
the lonely white stranger reappeared.. and we started to feel a little sorry for him
nice light
Khalifa makes it clear it's Recobas job he's after..
We visited the media boards..
then we went to see the camp of the enemy, spat on them and made BAM BAM in their changing rooms.
After the stadium tour, we walked to Lotto to catch the Metro.. and in the station the little white guy appeared again, jumping into our photos.. he later told us this was his boyfriend, but we knew better.. This was only in his dreams.
my ex-most hated player
We then caught the little white guy making BAM BAM to Ibra.
I found Maicon.. and shooed away the little dude... who then became shy and left us..
Zanetti was frozen in celebration..
Forza Inter per sempre
We then went to see the Duomo to find it mostly uncovered for the first time in years..
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duomo looks hot..
At this point we felt sorry for the little guy and spent the next hour filling out adoption forms at the local authorities.. We decided to name him Pissko Sambuca.
the Dawg with his whiskey.. Showing Pissko that there really isn't that much in one of these glasses..
Pisskos first of the night...
He then tries a Sambuca, ok it was a double shot and slightly strong.. but
The results then turned into disaster, trying to steal peoples drinks... giggling like a school girl.. Ripping up receipts for drinks we still needed and sitting there laughing about it for a good 10 minutes..
The parents were not impressed..
even less so when he started acting the fool in serious family photos..
So the parents took the child to bed in punishments for his actions.. But took a 30 minute cigarette hunt in the meantime, including trying to get into Centrale train station after it was closed.. pulling on the doors etc..
Coming soon... Day 2