Diciamocelo.Sarà too late autumn, but there is always an ice cream bene.Ricordi, David (for you granny) the proposed daily midnight, half past midnight? "Ice cream?". And the runway, as close to Silver Haze (ok, the only one in the area, if we talk about Hayama, in August). Good times eh?
For those who do not know, the Silver Haze is a well established commercial reality in Japan, which permits this widespread distribution, throughout the territory, small shops, a kind of bazaar, where to find "a little bit of everything," open 7 days 7, 24 24.Il their name comes up by yet occidentalistica contraction of "Convenience store". salarymen Dai maybe at the last moment are socks with holes in them, or a button of his jacket just about to fall, the housewives who have finished the soy sauce, uprooted young people in withdrawal symptoms that no longer have any semierotico rag to read, to distinct "naninani-sama" which means munching something everyone needs in a Silver Haze house. lasciatemene cite one for all, without detracting from the others: Lawson.
This nice, friendly place of pleasure, understood in a Shibuya palatale.Da Tamaplaza (despite his discovery too late, because it was already at the beginning of Family Smart), up to Hayama, where his reign was unchallenged. "Gelato?" was the watchword. Knowing that I always find a good partner, trusted Gelatizzazione, I addressed a sure shot, asking Davide.Sapevo deluso.E so I would not take it, leave the house by closing the handle, without worry of speed key, or leave the lights on the thieves to conceal presence .. "We are in Japan," and rightly thought, "perhaps the safest place in the world." Sciabattando the streets of one that is merely the mold of the most faithful classical location by the sea, surrounded by total silence noisy and magic of the surrounding mounds, with a firm step and pleasure, we enjoyed the last ten minutes stradina.Senza there never really used to, cross the street looking first right and then left alone (as in Japan, for those unaware, were driving in the car at the right place, but keep the Left-road), and arrive between a half and the other, to our meta.Non I like the Lawson Shibuya , which maybe will talk about later (or maybe I will leave word as to the proper Granny), but forgive me if I do not want to bring in common places, when I say that the transmission of Hayama Lawson was (and is) a nice, big big similbonzo (Probably with a child but never grew into it, and always a little kid), you give, the three from each night, after a week we were greeted with wide smiles, and recognizes us as soon as we cross the soglia.Con his uniform striped light blue and white waiting for us in cash at the gate, with us we are going to pay for our ice cream gelato.E not normal .. but for that I speak a little later, with photographic examples lampante.Una evening succeeded even to say "Ah, mint yesterday, today this", then remembering exactly what we had bought the day prima.Serve that makes you see, how many people can go during the day in these places, and how many people buy ice cream in a afosissima Japanese summer? E undaunted that we displace him with his extraordinary memoria.E us, like two idiots, caught out, without words, but without replying almost nulla.Come we felt small .. but at the same time, there has inflated his chest with pride . We recognize, in case ricordati.O find his son, another unique experience ..: D.L 'man who loves the word "chode" (which indicates to the \\ exact receive the money, with no remainder) more than anyone else, and that welcomes you with this little voice his highly dissonant than his physique ... cicciolesca and laughing, always smiling. And we pay our
Misery (not because we are, but because other than Western prices, beyond the maximum for an ice-cream are 200 yen, equivalent to 1 € and 20 or so, the average price is 105, and you can have an ice [which is not like ours, which is the pale juice and ice ...] for 78 MISERY .. let me repeat ... yen.78 Yen not even 50 euro cents ... we realize?
And that ice cream ... look, if only the picture speaks for itself, but I want to "waste" of words for this ice cream (got Tamaplaza occasion, but then struck rimastone, I gave over and over again the a)
Taste: anguria.Direte you, "yuck, I tried it once in Italy, the taste of cucumber melon ... but you know." So I thought I too, when I was young and still immature, maybe not ready I get to be surprised by Giappone.Lo, scrapped, addento.Subito hit me in the form slice of watermelon, and his sound, despite the appearance of ghiacciolo.Secondo the gusto.Perfetto, watermelon ripe, sweet and sugary giusto.Ci point are also the seeds of cioccolata.Sfiziosi, perfect, riprodotti.Mangi faithfully, eat, enjoy an orgasm .. between palatal and the other, adds zest to even ... "As a true slice of watermelon!" pensi.Già, the taste of the end (which, among other things chromatically reflect reality, fading from red to green, passing for white) is always watermelon, but it is less sweet, more neutro.Quasi was really peel. Trust me, experience, for ice cream, unica.Mi sorry to say, even competes with the jumbo , and be aware of the inner conflict I feel, as I say this.
"David, Ice cream?"
Sob.
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