Everything caused by a countryside trip..

Summer. Ema, Luca, and I are a going to the airport with our bags. Destination, home, Italy.

We were talking about a nice house that the guys rented in the countryside outside the city, everybody where there, having a good time with drinks and music.

"Why do we need to go to the airport so early? If we leave now we can join them for a few hours and the have plenty of time to go to the airport for the night flight"

So we went. We had fun. I've spent the afternoon reading on an hammock in the sun, entertained by the sounds of the crickets, birds, and an old nice dog.

At night we had to go back to the airport, but just at the end of the tube line I realized something dreadful.

"Guys but... did we left our bags on the tube this morning? In that stuff reached the airport they are gonna to blow the bags up for security reason"

Ema started laughing, saying "Good luck with that, I have plutonium in mine, it will not end good"

"Why the hell do you have plutonium in your bag? Oh shit..."

My words wasted away by a small nuclear explosion, we found ourself thrown against a wall, breathless, but alive.

The following hours passed away in a blur, surrounded by refugees and injured people, voices over the PA that gave the description of two men involved in the explosion, description not similar but not far from Ema and Luca, policemen and firemen running around covered in debris and dust.

Ema was strangely calm, confident that was not his bag to cause all this, everything was just a coincidence. 

In the last scene the three of us were sitting near a staircase, giving good luck to soldiers and policemen in hazmat suits ready to go in the middle of what once was an airport for investigations.

Was really everything cause by an afternoon in the countryside?

(And why the hel Ema had some plutonium in his bag?)

(Well, Ema was right, if you blow up plutonium you get a dirty bomb, not a nuclear blast)

The mirrored city

In last night dream I went back to Milan on holiday with my girlfriend.

Apparently it was a while since last time we went home, because we decided to visit the city with a couple of friends and have them show us what has changed since last time.

 
Well it was a lot!

First of all the liliac tube line now started basically from my parents home, that is like 25km outside the city, almost pure countryside.
I was so excited by this thing, but my friends told me that the liliac tube was for rich and posh people only, because yes you can reach Milan with it but the only active stations were the one in the very city centre. 

I still thought that was great, because I could have go to Duomo in 15 minutes directly from my parents house instead that more than an hour if you're lucky.

We were traveling in my friend car, it was a new weird version of the Alfa Brera that he used to have: the driving seat was in the middle with a total of three seats in the front row, so I was seated at his right while his wife was seated at his left. The back seat was small and uncomfortable exactly like the old version, so my girlfriend decided to seat on the dashboard, plenty of space there, very comfortable, not safe at all.

In any case the big news about the city was a useless but fantastic feature. 

When the weather  was cloudy powerful projector were used to mirror the main landmarks of the city upside down on the cloud ceiling. 

Something like this, but mirrored in the sky

In this way the city looked like mirrored in the sky, a wonderful view, even if very distracting. In fact we risked to kill a guy because we where all looking up at the sky while driving, lol.

I woke up in the middle of a weird discussion about a new kind of shower, basically a gigantic tube in which you enter and that clean you without water.

I tried and I get stuck immediately, so eh, I think that old fashioned type is better.

Stardust rollercoaster

Welcome back to another episode of... "Confessions of a dreamer mind"!

Last night dream is really confusing, the only thing that I remember is that I was in this strange theme park with some friends, a couple of them were married but I don't remember exactly who they were.

We'll after several hours of wandering around the Wife of this couple told us: "Yeah, now I know who killed my mother and how".

Totally legit.

So she lead us to a weird attraction in which you're being reduced to atoms and shoot in space to do a quick tour of the solar system, you come back to Earth, you're catched by a special net, and increased back to regular dimensions.

Cool!

So we decide to try that and see how the Wife's mother has been killed. Her idea is that during the trip her mother's emergency seat belt has been unlocked and she's been left wandering in space forever.

I will never know of she was right, because I was so interested in the whole thing that I spent the whole trip reading a book.

When we landed we are taken directly to my parents home by a bus, that misses the stop and left me at a km to the gate. With me there is a really stressed ceo, with the face of the actor that plays Leonard in The Big Bang Theory, and his father, a really joyous guy.

For some reason they come to my parents house to play with my old dog, that they call The Grizzly.

Then the alarm clock woke me up, so I will never know if Leonard and his father are responsible for the Wife mother's death!

I'm back bitches!

Ok, ok, ok. After an year of pressure about start writing down my dreams again by some friends, I've decided to give it a try.

Since most of those motherfuckers that keep bothering me about writing dreams are infidels that does not understand Italian, I'm forced to write in English.

So let's start. Last night I was on vacation somewhere on a mountain, I think Bavaria but I'm not sure. The only thing clear of the place is that there was a steep rise before reaching our hotel. I was supposed to stay there until Sunday,my parents joined me and suddenly my mother asked me to help her buy some tickets for seeing the Pope, that apparently stayed in the same place for the period.

Well those tickets were ridiculously expensive but my mother bought them without even flinch. Wow, faith eh.

But then I thought about notifying a friend of mine about the thing, maybe he was interested. Strangely enough every message that I tried to send him on whatsapp was redirected to another one (Alex Panchino) without any logic.

We'll I tried to buy a ticket for him on any case but the first available slot was next Tuesday, and I had to leave so who cares.

So back to London I found out that for a new advertising campaign in order to enter the tube station you had to play a mini D&D session and defeat a monster.  I've chosen a booth where I found a pre printed character sheet and background story, and a girl tried to act as a dungeon master, probably not really knowing what she was supposed to do because she was awful at it.

In my story I was a Roman legionary soldier, and I had to defeat a stupid rat or something, but every d20 dice that I tried to throw changed mid-air in a more complex dice, with elements, body parts, phrases and stuff. The girl acted like the thing was perfectly normal but I was puzzled by this magical change.

In the end I killed the rat and I could access the tube station.

I woke up with an insane desire to play D&D or some other pen and paper rpg. It has been two years since last time, and even if our was a group of lunatics with a complete psychopath dungeon master with a keen love for human mutilation and magic fraud, I miss play!

PS: happy Brad? HAPPY?

PPS: I've read my last annotation from almost 2 years ago, I was wondering if English people says blasphemies at all, well they don't.