Where do I start? Oh right .. the airport. What a beautiful
the Italian airports, where nothing works, but at least if you're a hapless tursi Burkina Faso, YOU EXPLAIN THINGS IN ENGLISH.
After brief considerations of this kind, we take I'm blessed to Parigi.Alle plane left at 7am.
arrived in the land of sour people, we hold weapons and bagangli, Ele and expect the other and go out to eat at Mc more 'neighbor, identified by our wise and multi-lingual guide, ie Tsubbi.Il Mc in France is really disgusting , you need a special license CIA spy to enter the bathroom ('cause you need the password, and e' Better not seen you ventured to ask .. who make sure you respond in French) and the fries do not know that chips and crisps but Mc enough; Pero 'may have to pay and the floors clean! In general, or better, for those 4 roads I've seen, Paris and 'a really beautiful city,' if we do not consider Metro tickets and income and expenditure are equal to that of the suicide booths Futurama. From 1:30 p.m. to 6:35 p.m. we were standing, crushed between a thousand people in a row (more 'or less), before the THE ZENITH , struggling to earn a place with due respect in front of the stage. When our back was so 'insensitive that if we had not done a lumbar puncture, we would know and our legs so' sore and blocked it as if we walked on stilts, finally opened the gates. The fight with the Krauts had already 'begun, but were unable to fight (if and' why not the French who continued to shove and say "Desormeaux, '" failed to fight ..) won Third row, right there 'under the stage, but .... I already' after a quarter of an hour I was dying, so 'I left my sister and Bro' and I have been to the far side of the room. Air, water and a convenient fence on which to support. I was on my head, three speakers and a microphone picks attacked the auction .. what 'hope I did well and in fact,' was through that position fiQa I could see all less than one meter from me.Dopo the first song, my sister and Brother ', or rather, their spectra dripping with sweat, I have reached and we started to really enjoy the concert.
Hyde's voice. Everyone says he does not sing more 'as it once was, then I wonder if Paris has sung with the beautiful voice, for 2 hours without stopping, without jarring or croak ... how the fuck could be live entertainment, a pair of years ago '?
Tetsu. was beautiful, the most 'beautiful tutti.Ha launched its bananas, and' came from our side a few times and when he smiled it seemed that there were 10 lights in piu '.
the lineup. Perfetta.Canzoni old and new, famous and some lesser-known individuals but all bellissime.Non and 'not anything * _ * Of course, sing, play and dance at its best!
the scene. fireworks, lights, feathers and petals, the classic silver ribbons .. there was everything, just like you see on DVD. One thing not to believe it! It was all very exciting and every scene change, suitable for the song in question.
no sin then, even they that speak in a French incoprensibile, or little time to stop because of the illness of Jrock Yukihiro.Il my first concert, my favorite band and I could not hope for meglio.Loro then, are so 'beautiful live pictures that really giustizia.I not make the Japanese are just alieni.L 'only thing that I really and' failure and 'was the fact that there was Ile,' cause Laruku are our favorites and always see him with her would have been even more 'beautiful ... We also bought all the goods that were there, except the links,' cause even though it is all too real, keep telling us "But when we Ricapito ????" In the evening we were virtually dead in hotel , but with the eyes and sbrilluccicosi still incredulous that they had Laruku so 'close to noi.Il next day, still with his legs ached and Kei without a voice that seemed more' that another Brazilian who was a transvestite cosplay Gollum , we went around to look for magazines. Poor Ele was also badly placed, but it 's also still standing with me to procure, how many more' things possible on Okada XD
We were by Junko and Book Off and I bought a bunch of stuff a little:
journals Okada and Arashi, V6 singles and limited edition of Fly, Daddy, Fly *_______________* various gifts to my husband and SIL, which in this day Johnnyca we missed a lot, and then back to the fight against the French and the French to return to casa.com I do understand that you want to make me a "body search" stupid involved in the screening of a French airport stupid if you ask me 10 times in your stupid language?! ?!?! Ask me IN NO ENGLISH? And the more 'I'd say "What ????" more 'she answered me in French ... What country de shit. Thanking Gackt, we are so 'nerd that the only places we visited were full of Japanese, so' to figure it out!
Maybe I should feel guilty for being one of the most 'beautiful European capitals and have seen only the libraries of Japan, a mc and a stupendous concert of a band Japan. But then, 'I watch my panphlet 7 of the tour, browse the CUT with my face on the cover of OKADA and say to myself "What the hell, and' better way 'XD"
Thanks to Ele and the other girls who were with us, the millions of people who came to see the concert, My Sister and Brother 'cause without them I would never have done this trip or cmq would not be so' nice, but mostly thanks to LARUKU *___________________*
0 comments:
Post a Comment