On Sunday we got up early, enlivened by a serenade that could be heard from the balcony, the hostel had a kitchen, where breakfast, and also had a salon, where we merge it after breakfast. The living room was larger than the Entrelíneas and without pillars in the middle, bright and comfortable armchairs. They did the signing session, I was hoping they would not ask any firm, but no luck and had my Ana Nanoedición: Too Far (is cutest! Did not you print?) And Null also threatening me out his copy of Pumpkins: Scissors . There was no cop-out so I spent some time thinking what the hell to, yes, with affection, and finally got to write a few sentences, is not it much, but I think I'm getting better.
The rest of the people signed as true professionals:
Between signing and signing, I told Manchi nocturnal adventures, some of which had drunk and had left extraños mensajes en el foro. Manchi lo negó todo con vehemencia y señaló a Viento acusadoramente y a Landy con gesto acusador mientras Null, esa chica con apariencia de angelito inocente, le pedía una firma para su Tijeras. Los chicos lo negaron todo y se encogieron de hombros y, cuando tuvo el libro firmado en su poder, Null admitió que no es tan angelito como parece y dejó las dotes detectivescas de Manchi por los suelos.
Después intenté dejar un mensaje en El Multiverso con el pc de Manchi, pero era muy complicado, al menos no lo rompí. También me metieron mucha prisa mientras escribía, porque habíamos quedado en algún sitio. Salimos del hostel and, of course we wanted to get into the can of sardines ... say, the elevator, go down the stairs.
The stairs of the hostel are broader than the elevator, the old wooden steps marked by the imprint of many years of heavy traffic but perfectly clean, shiny and waxed. We descended carefully, one step after another when, on landing, I hear a blow to my back, come back and see me lying on the ground Winter. No, no photo of it: (nothing happened, calm, was only a vile attempt by the stairs to grab the spotlight.
In the street is a lovely day, sunshine, hot weather. We decided not to enter the subway, named by my peers as "The Labyrinth of the Minotaur" and we were walking to the meeting point when we wondered why not catch a day like Saturday. At the point where we meet with Leo, Almu and evil and decided to return to breakfast. EVIL tried again to take us to where we suspected that posh coffee gave commission but it was full too and someone suggested going to McDonalds where there was room for everyone! We sat there, he was fine and began to prattle on endlessly. We talked about books, writers, books, took the opportunity to Erein invited himself to house for failures (^ ^) and we laughed a lot while floating in the air and the smell of farewell.
services were up and, of course, before going had to go through all the plants and go round and round, I was already desperate when we got up, I'll get y. .. a beep sounds. Try to enter y. .. another beep sounds, a guard in there looking at me directly and I approach him without understanding what happens. I take my books and shops but none of them is what pita, take my bag, not pita, then the bag ... Backpack is what pita: (start to take things, but the man is desperate and I said no, that enter and exit and then I recorded. Seat and ran to the bathroom at last! When I go out and Invi Scarlett have left already, in a hurry and unable to leave, then discover the wonders of the Fnac bath: a lababo fashion that has no way to sink because it is square and flat and, above all, an apparatus for drying hands is superfashion! The bad time before entering was worth it. Ah! And out of the bag did not whistle Fnac, this was just a trap for the unwary that rise to the bathroom ¬ ¬
stayed Landy, Erein EVIL and I and we went to eat at a place that makes fried chicken . Landy did not know where it had been, since the level of chatter of the three is very big, but he kept the guy. We convinced him to present himself to the pumpkins. We ended the KDD very optimistic about this call, Convinced that we will get all of us and our friends!: I Erein, Manchi, Null, Adri, Landy, Invi, Leo, Pegleg ... (Advertising so on: I take to remember that nothing goes into the Pumpkins: Death , where they have chosen a lot of good authors and, besides, also comes a story of mine. Calm is short and you can also after reading campion to get involved with Leo gore: p). We also discussed the challenge of Theseus (newly called, participate!), Project (Per) versions, which had no Erein issue and suggested me one and well, all contests in which we present in general.
After dinner we went and for the metro, where we said goodbye and Xa and Erein Landy and I went to the bus station, chattering endlessly. We arrived just in time and we parted there. I got on the bus. Starting soon, I took Textures Fear bag and opened it. I moistened the eyes. I tried to read but I was excited so I looked out the window, we left the city. And then I saw how a single tear escaped his left eye and ran down her cheek ... (No joke to lighten the emotional moment, it really happened that way.) I was all the way back very cute, reading and recalling equal parts. The trip was uneventful ... Well, now I remember at the stop halfway done by little I'm wrong bus and back pa Madrid, but I realized in time.
Ains! I had a great, guys! How I long to do another KDD!
The photos accompanying this post and the two previous are: Ana Morán, María Eijo, Diana Muniz and Sergio Macias.
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