blog_009 The Hotel of Moneo
Oct 26th, 2004 • Categories: Spain, mediateletipos, newsToday exactly a month ago that I left Vigo to transfer me live to Basin. To the second week I received the call of opaque that a first visit announced me; would come with their family (Tis opedriño) in a car-caravan and they would be a pair during the day here before continuing their trip toward the south. Already before Madrid Tis he was found badly, so shortly after they called to an ambulance and they were transferred to the Hospital Gregorio Marañón. For there I I left beeping and I passed my first night with opedriño (while their parents were in charge of their health). The car-caravan was parked in a street close to the lollipop of TV (I always thought that there worked Maria Teresa Fields, ha, ha, ha) so my mission consisted of care for the creature (baby bottle included) and to defend it of hypothetical attacks of creatures robadoras of tiny beings. I complied with success my role (was arranged mentally to arrive at any extreme, as the IRREVERSIBLE French movie, for example, occurs itself me that in this way I can count you my delivery), and all turned out well. It more important for me, aside from complying this role, was that I tightened my link with the creature and I came I communicate me with him deeply in that so peculiar language that speaks he.
The next day they transferred its mother to the new Maternal-Childlike one, and here exactly is the trap that I counted does you already almost 15 days. It commented you that had passed a weekend in a hotel of Moneo, ha, ha, ha, and thus was (this hospital built it that architect). Here you have the photo that testifies it. The 15-C was the room in which was the family Comesaña, and I say was, because the history had a happy end, as the good histories. A kiss for the three. Oh!, remains slope the visit.
All we cheer us by so happy end!!!
Creatures robadoras of tiny beings? Cóntalles or that fixeches na castrate it gave hospital…; -)
Moitos bicos gave Paco and to súa family.
P S. How do they go to go cañotos? Proen ou depilaches outra time?
Snif, that you cause cry me of emotion! (And that that already knew it), hears, that imposing the moneo, you seem a statue of how well remain there, hem, the other photo in the chapel, sure. crossings to tí.
Moitos bicos and smell to sea, to see if arrives.
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The truth is that the moneo is terrific, I tried to adapt me to the environment, ha, ha, ha.
bicos for all