issue#6
part two of the pictures i made in rome. greetings to everybody who was part of this trip!
Mr. Roboto loves you.
The next morning we took our time with breakfast and didn't focus that much on sightseeing but more on, well, just walking the streets and get a feeling for the city. By "we" i mean Michi & Christian, awesome day, wasn't it?
Random house.
Christian's re-enactment of Rocky.
Last Boy Scout.
The brain-trust thinks about how to end world hunger.
We met Annie Leibovitz!
Random lady on the street.
We LOVE Luis Vuitton. The bags are SO classy, and the price is justified by the great quality ! Can't get enough of LV !
Christian continues his crusade with the aim to establish us as the uber-Tourists to the roman public.
Another roman lady..
When we returned home, Marlene was already busy kissing Christian's ass. meta-wise.
Michi, keeper of the iPod.
We were all a bit tired the last evening, i even was too lazy to take any more pictures of our last room-gathering.
we got up a bit earlier than usally to have our coffee outside of the hotel, in a classic roman bar, drinking our awesome capuccino standing up.
Felix stayed in bed and remained with a more... russian way of breakfast. Namely, ABSOLUT breakfast.
Christian walking down this stairs the last time.
Christian after we were informed that our flight was cancelled ( DAMN YOU, RYANAIR !!!) and we had to spent decent 16 hours at the airport till we could fly.
... so we resorted to the most reliable thing which comes in handy when men are in trouble. beer.
..or sleep.
last picture i took before i fell asleep in the arrival terminal of the worst airport in Europe ( this time for real!). Lying on all my clothes i brought along, some wet towels and my camera bag wrapped around me, so nobody would could steal something without waking me up and so risking to get his heart torn out. yes, i'm bad-tempered. especially lying down on the floor in a cold arrival terminal of a fucked up airport.
gooooooooooood moooooooooorning !!!!! This was already in the check-in line for our flight.
That's it. we got on it, flew home, got a ride to our homes, fell into our beds with a lot of memories and a raised risk of liver cirrhosis. Cheers !
Mr. Roboto loves you.
The next morning we took our time with breakfast and didn't focus that much on sightseeing but more on, well, just walking the streets and get a feeling for the city. By "we" i mean Michi & Christian, awesome day, wasn't it?
Random house.
Christian's re-enactment of Rocky.
Last Boy Scout.
The brain-trust thinks about how to end world hunger.
We met Annie Leibovitz!
Random lady on the street.
We LOVE Luis Vuitton. The bags are SO classy, and the price is justified by the great quality ! Can't get enough of LV !
Christian continues his crusade with the aim to establish us as the uber-Tourists to the roman public.
Another roman lady..
When we returned home, Marlene was already busy kissing Christian's ass. meta-wise.
Michi, keeper of the iPod.We were all a bit tired the last evening, i even was too lazy to take any more pictures of our last room-gathering.
we got up a bit earlier than usally to have our coffee outside of the hotel, in a classic roman bar, drinking our awesome capuccino standing up.
Felix stayed in bed and remained with a more... russian way of breakfast. Namely, ABSOLUT breakfast.
Christian walking down this stairs the last time.
Christian after we were informed that our flight was cancelled ( DAMN YOU, RYANAIR !!!) and we had to spent decent 16 hours at the airport till we could fly.
... so we resorted to the most reliable thing which comes in handy when men are in trouble. beer.
..or sleep.
last picture i took before i fell asleep in the arrival terminal of the worst airport in Europe ( this time for real!). Lying on all my clothes i brought along, some wet towels and my camera bag wrapped around me, so nobody would could steal something without waking me up and so risking to get his heart torn out. yes, i'm bad-tempered. especially lying down on the floor in a cold arrival terminal of a fucked up airport.
gooooooooooood moooooooooorning !!!!! This was already in the check-in line for our flight.That's it. we got on it, flew home, got a ride to our homes, fell into our beds with a lot of memories and a raised risk of liver cirrhosis. Cheers !
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