The Gita all'Aldo Moro Yesterday afternoon, bored by the usual city \u200b\u200blife, we decided to spend some 'time to relax and peace, the quiet green refuge in Agrate, the much-vaunted Aldo Moro.
After we had calmed down and found the CTDuxe Ori, in the grip of delusions from lack of trick-and-from the old track, we quickly made the decision to go to the park. The park
Aldo Moro, a legendary entity present only in Agratese signs, however, unknown in its true essence. Me and Miss
expects the arrival of another talented fellow adventure, Max
As soon as these arrive, we go.
But the problem is just around the corner. The Giuly is not willing to come, spellbound by a most comfortable resting in the golden only in Brianza, far more attractive than a long and exhausting march.
discover only later that, in order to quench the eternal thirst for Ori now reached its apex, the Giuly was forced to sacrifice what we believe in and inexorably to accompany the Barba.
Weakened in number but not in the spirit of our adventure begins.
But the path, alas, is long and fraught with difficulties.
So, arrived in the vicinity of Green Spider , we decide to rest and give us some 'refreshment from mint, yogurt and cream.
reviving the soul and body, nothing could deter us from reaching the coveted destination. No, not even the ongoing work to bar the way, that force us to take another route. Longer, perhaps, but rich in historical sites. As the mailbox without funds or the supermarket where Miss, boy, he used to practice raids.
Reach to the goal.
The park is a vision of Dante, full of children in pens, men and women, swing sets and volleyball nets are too high for us poor human beings, people of every race and age. Too
would be told about what has happened to us: a child forced to recall its beach ball on a steep competition holds, the scent of a mysterious construction company spewed into the pond for a mysterious tube, another lost ball in the same lake where the fish swim legend known as the matsugoro , and how, finally, not to mention the Moro Refreshments.
After our visit to the IMAX back then through the Gelso, which unfortunately is stripped of its many customers. At
Duxe quickly consume a frugal coca-cola expired, meanwhile arrives Simo, that radiates its wisdom and shows us the best games to use in the office.
ends our evening, tired but happy, exhausted, though aware of the reward that awaits us this evening:
hamburgers, peanuts and Braulio.
B4zzu
The Aldo Moro and the Pond Matsugoro