and the Maldives trip can be canceled as far as she is concerned. She
will rather go to spend some time with her father in Favignana,
Sicily. Fair enough, she is free to do whatever she wants. So, I
decided to join Flavio for a two weeks holidays in New York! Ok, the
guy is one of the few stupid people going on vacation in New York at
the height of Summer but, frankly, I rather go there than stay here in
Rome or trying to organise a full vacation. Oh, by the way, my car has
gone... I parked it somewhere I should not have done and they took it
away, the Roman traffic wards. I hope to get it back by tomorrow. It
would be nice to show it to the hot chick in the gym... Simona... I
informed Flavio about the decision to join him in New York and he
sounded rather cold and didn't even ask me what happened to my
previous plans, Sonya and so on. Sometimes I got the impression he
knows everything about me and he needs not asking. Or, perhaps, he
thinks he knows.
When we were kids he went through a period he thought he was psychic.
He could foresee the future, read palms, cards and freak the shit out
of the girls telling them all sort of tragedies. A sort of Cassandra
with the exception that he never got them right except once. We went
to a Carnival party and he noticed that a friend of ours was missing
and he started crying telling everyone that she was dead. People
laughed at him, I was scared, I have to admit because I knew he was
strange but not that strange. I called Anna's home and nobody was
there. It took two days to know that Anna had entered a coma and
Flavio even managed to tell us the exact moment she died.
This made his life in the school a bit more complicated as people
thought he was a bad luck carrier but some girls wanted him to join a
club, a sort of satanist group. He joined and he became a really
weirdo. School results were not that great and all he was doing was
talking about death, wars and stuff like that. By the time he joined
this group and the time he managed to get out of it thanks to the
intervention of his mother and a catholic priest friend of his father,
he had lost a lot of weight but his psyche was not as it was.
I never managed to know what they did to him or what he did to the
others but, for sure, Flavio was lost and his parents decided that he
had to go to study in the US. I think he loved the idea but he hated
being there. He claims that they were bullying him for his weight, his
glasses and the fact that he used to accompany himself only with the
ugliest girls in the college.
When he came back he was another man, a much better person, I have to
say. He seemed completely cured and better. Very sharp, very elegant,
better looking, more athletic, even if the excess weight has and will
always be a problem for him. He had no glasses, he was showing
pictures of his girls in unequivocal positions with him... Anyway, I
don;t know what happened to him in America either.
He can be really a riddle.
So, we have been on holidays before and he is good company. I am sure
we will enjoy the States this year. 2 weeks between NYC and Boston.
Booked already the tickets and rented a car. He doesn't know, but I
changed his hotel booking and took a suite at the Wardorf Astoria.
This is a surprise for him.
Thinking about surprises... It could well be that he was cold with me
because I told him that I booked him in the Pilates classes... who
knows.
No plans for tonight, I will go to eat some meat. I fancy meat after a
few days of eating only fish.
Oh! I went back to work, all good, nothing had happened and they
didn't even realise I was not there. I went for the usual jog session,
10 Km today, and left work early.
See you later ragazzi!
Ciaooooo!
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