Trip to Rome.
Just a quick story.
Went to Rome this week to see my beloved Real Madrid in the Champions League, even before the flight took off I knew this was going to be a great couple of days. My xmas bonus was burning a hole in my pocket and fun was on my mind.
Typical flight, screaming c***d in front of me, and a fat bloke stood on my foot without even apologising.
Hotel was gorgeous and full of beautiful staff. Decided to shower, change and head straight out for a beer as I had a few hours before the game. Sight seeing could wait until the morning today was all about me.
Fast forward 2 hours and am in a bar with some fellow Madristas trying to communicate in my poor broken Spanish, at least one of the group a rather cute young thing called Sabine spoke English and endeavoured to translate some of my thoughts on team selection blah blah blah.
Game over and a two nil away win, happily I was invited by Sabine and a few of her friends to join them for a few drinks in a bar not far away. Looking at her with that smile made my decision easy. As I was flush with cash I bought a few rounds and then noticed that Sabine had disappeared, her friend Lucas said she was outside on the phone. I decided to go out for a cigarette and see if I could engage her in some non football chat.
Fast forward 2 hours and we were heading back to my hotel. Being a gentleman am not sure whether to post anymore of the story, so will let you decide.... comments will help me decide. But for the moment I cant stop smiling.
Went to Rome this week to see my beloved Real Madrid in the Champions League, even before the flight took off I knew this was going to be a great couple of days. My xmas bonus was burning a hole in my pocket and fun was on my mind.
Typical flight, screaming c***d in front of me, and a fat bloke stood on my foot without even apologising.
Hotel was gorgeous and full of beautiful staff. Decided to shower, change and head straight out for a beer as I had a few hours before the game. Sight seeing could wait until the morning today was all about me.
Fast forward 2 hours and am in a bar with some fellow Madristas trying to communicate in my poor broken Spanish, at least one of the group a rather cute young thing called Sabine spoke English and endeavoured to translate some of my thoughts on team selection blah blah blah.
Game over and a two nil away win, happily I was invited by Sabine and a few of her friends to join them for a few drinks in a bar not far away. Looking at her with that smile made my decision easy. As I was flush with cash I bought a few rounds and then noticed that Sabine had disappeared, her friend Lucas said she was outside on the phone. I decided to go out for a cigarette and see if I could engage her in some non football chat.
Fast forward 2 hours and we were heading back to my hotel. Being a gentleman am not sure whether to post anymore of the story, so will let you decide.... comments will help me decide. But for the moment I cant stop smiling.
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