Tutti Frutti Milano, part 1
This is a tale short to live but alas so long to tell that I need to divide it into multiple parts. I'll try to give you all a general picture of how it went from my point of view and I hope others who were present will contribute on the details.
The (al)mighty participants of the Forum Meeting on Friday:
- Matse, the Master of Maps, Organization and Timetables, who went to the bathroom every hour with the same Germanic precision his forefathers sent trains to Auschwitz. Without him starting this thread the whole meeting wouldn't have been possible, so kudos for that.
- Siren, the Vile Mistress of Whips and Knives That Don't Cut, who was cast out of the Duomo Cathedral for being way too naughty and who can solely be held responsible for all the broken hearts of the mime-population in Milan (and a large part of the non-mime-population too, I'm sure).
- Cuthalion the Soon-to-be Great of Macedonia, who crossed many mountains and seas to conquer the one town his predecessor Alexander always wanted to conquer but couldn't find on the map: Milan. Luckily for the Milanese, Cuthalion grew too fond of the locals and decided to leave them alone and continue his conquest elsewhere.
- Rahvin, the Mystical Midget of Many Magical Mumblings, who entertained us with not only his witty verbalism and jolly personality, but his uncanny ability to buy us beer and snacks as well (I believe I owe him more than a few pints).
- Alfred the Ticketmaster, the paragon of charming Italian hospitality, without whom we probably couldn't have survived. Having briefly met his father I can save years of hard work by DNA-researchers and say with perfect confidence that yes,
charm is something that is passed on through genes.
- Villain of All Trades and Master of None, who drank plenty of beers, talked way too much and, above all, enjoyed the wonderful company like never before. I already miss all you people!
I first met Matse and Siren at the hotel in Friday. The first thing I noticed about Matse was that he had brought a suitcase full of beer(!) with him, like any proper German should when they go abroad. Siren was just as enchanting as you would imagine from her posts (and twice the tease), so the three of us got along very well from early on. I'm sure the two can share their first impressions here, too.
Next we went to the city and met Cuthalion, who was quite recognizable from his handsome avatar. After drinking some tasteless beers and eating some rubbery pizzas (to avoid any misunderstandings, this was the only time we were not happy with the food, the rest of the times the food was at least decent, often excellent), we separated and went back to prepare ourselves for the nights show.
After a short break at the hotel Matse and I walked to the closed venue, where Cuthalion already waited for us. Despite the pouring rain our spirits were high and soon they got even higher as we finally met Rahvin, who took us to a nice small place nearby where we could chat and have a few beers (what else did you expect?) without getting all wet. Rahvin's girlfriend was also present, but she doesn't have a screenname here on the forum (yet), so I won't write more about her before she (hopefully) joins some day.
Meanwhile, Alfred and Siren had apparently met somewhere and they "wisely" chose to simultaneously call Rahvin and me (respectively), so that we could have a very confusing four-way-discussion. Luckily Rahvin managed to explain our location to Alfred, so that soon we were all gathered together and received our tickets for the show. After finishing our beers we went to the venue, which was now open. On the line in we enjoyed the nearby wet DT t-shirt competition (minus the boobs, though). When we got in, the place was already rather full and the first band of the evening was playing.
I'll comment on the actual show on the other thread and come back here for part two a bit later. Hail BenQ!
-Villain