Eat good in Brindisi

In Italy it is eaten well to Brindisi. This is the theorem, but I will not demonstrate it. But I will tell to you as a work-related trip can trasformarsi in gita one Impossible!.

Therefore. Many years ago capit2o to make a work-related trip me Brindisi. I was at the beginning of mine fulgida career... but just to the beginning... a lot that was my first work-related trip, and for farmi " from nanny " it accompanied to me quite (!) my head.

After the last last day entire in the plant of the customer, we put ourselves of agreement in order to have supper in informal way with he. We went from " Maurelio ". We had been already the evening before and we had found ourselves well, that evening still better. This time was quite the warm appetizers of fish, those colds, in one amount and one incredible variety. And their salsine were best with all saporitissime... said with greater precision what to you have eaten, but (what for incredible hour) not nuller memory... Then they have arrived first, and then the second ones, and finally the cake; all to the height of the expectations that had been raised as the plates of the appetizer arrived...

The argument then, was most interesting. To that age I dedicated myself to the engineering, and I was useful for vicinanza of those two " lupi of sea " of the field in order to learn something of the market, the formation, my cagate and ruffianate professionality... and of the sort. Nevertheless it succeeded to me more and more difficult to follow the argument, than often richiudeva on the others two. In effects I had eaten truly a lot, and also a po' drunk, a lot that I had untied the button of the pants coprendolo poorly with the necktie... but after all I was satisfied. And arrived to the coffee, rinunciai quite to the bitter a lot I felt myself I saturate of optimal and abundant libagioni...... But the true eaten history of this solemn one begins now.

You will exit in road, and to be able to take a walk little to the fresh winter of the meridione it gave a discreet relief to me. The pleasant conversation continued until the room of the customer and them us accommiatammo. I and the head returned in hotel. Silent, perhaps because the sentore of I re-enter in company the successive day, affievoliva the informal parenthesis of those days... Or perhaps, some other restlessness annoyed to us? Accidents. The belly still pulled!

Arrived that we were we fixed the alarm clock and we went everyone in the own room. The hotel was warm and overwhelming. The thermometer to the plan, marked venticinque degrees. The room fortunately was aired thanks to the window that I left opened providentially before exiting the mattino. Me it was necessary coricarmi on the pillow folded in two for being able to breathe liberations, and of forehead to the television set ignited for intorpidirmi to sufficienza the limbs for addormentarmi; but I became account that something did not go.

I woke up with one nausea strongly. The television set was ignited and watching the clock I understood that it could not be passed more than three quarters of hour from the last time that me ne I assessed. Repentinamente run in the cabinet in preda to violent vomito CONATO of. It was a spasimo most violent, more strongly of my life, a most violent blow of cough, but made with all the stomach, the chest and the throat... in those moments I imagined that the immondo material exiting under frastagliati pieces shape enormous it provoked some lesion to me to the mouth. It exited with the strongest noise, a species of urlo choked at the same time to fetido the delivery that I imagined endured could be heard in all the plan.

Last the crisis, I reopened the eyes that I had closed for the pain. I could recognize po' an all that that little hours before winked in my plate and that one of my commensali, only lacked that some pesciolino recovered to sguazzare in means to all those fiele. Displeased (in the true sense of the word), I stated that in the end me I was cavata enough well: I had centered the water and only some sketches in the impact with the ceramics were bounced all round (also to one discreet distance). Boys. The history could concludersi here. And instead not, second me the best is after!

Therefore. I set offed of new on convinced bed instead having paid the debit with Morfeo... and vomitai indecentemente in noisy way others two times... and only one lattiginosa substance acidissima and with a sapore...! However I slept. It was an agitated sleep and, like I have said, frequently interrupted. Me vergognavo to have made all that noise, and then to have made the figure of the pivello with my head. Towards the hour of the alarm clock I raised myself that the television set completely ignored still was ignited. Obviously I was reduced one rag. Finally I made a use more canonical of the cabinet and finally me risciacquai the mouth more times, operation that the night, with the will totally cancelled, I neglected to attend here... quand' that from the corridor: - burp! Burp! Lousy God! BRBLEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! - In spite of exploded nausea to laugh, l2i, alone like a cretino.

When I came to chiamarmi my head lindo and was pulled, in more I could myself be allowed than to assume disinvoltura. It instead was sfatto pale and like a rag... and understood that the honor was but, and my first work-related trip had been transformed in one gita