I’m at the station of Bologna, and i’m aware of having a silly smile on my face…the smile of a girl who believes of having seen Even…but, hey…honestly…i did!
Me and Francesca (the owner of https://www.ifod.altervista.org) , alone on the ship in venice that takes us home, far from him, while the light of the sun reminds me cruely that a new day is coming…we look at each other without saying nothing, ’cause both of us know the meaning fo this expression…and then we talk…because i fear i could explode if i don’t speak…i’ve got a full heart and empty hands..
Saturday morning, i met in the train to venice Serena and two friends of hers, Marika and Martina…i was going to realize the dream of my life…
But…will Johnny be there? Yes, he will…he must be there…!i hope so.. the trip passes fast and we finally arrive to Venice, where we meet Sara, Ryuki and their grandmothers and mothers…
And here we are, on the ship that would lead us to venice lido…and we were all very moved and excited…””Oh, girls, we are breathing his same air…we are looking at his same sky…do you realize that?
i had some problems with my tickets, but everything was solved…and i wanted to tell the others, but i didn’t have te time, ’cause they told me that Johnny was coming and we had to hurry! we rum behind the palace of casin
