The place: Costa Concordia, booth 2237
YellowManiacs dear Yeah, I'm still recovering from a business trip and what follows is a story in brief four-day on one of the flagships of the Costa fleet, Concordia indeed, a monster floating 300 meters long. The ride is
Savona-Katakolon-Athens, with the first two ones separated by a day of sailing but also an interesting observation of our travel service in motion at full capacity.
It starts from Savona, where obviously the first meeting for boarding adventures: I was not magically in the list to sail, and then, having made it clear to the competent authorities of not being an illegal immigrant (with fluttering of papers, documents, emails and badge number), arrival on board to marry in my cabin. Quickly discarding the suitcase and off for a ride to the ship ...
... Meeting with the Chief Commissioner at six in the central hall. The scene from the film series C2 Group B:
the room behind me and follows me over, expanding the field. Overview of the lobby and elevators transparent.
Back at head height and frame with freeze frame and zoom on the Chief Commissioner.
Close up on me. Wave. Disperses into space. The Chief Commissioner
converges to the Help Desk Customer Service, just where I am.
Close up on me. Wave. Dispersed again in a vacuum. Mah
The Chief Commissioner is now next to me. The camera takes us both.
ME: Hello Chief!
YOU: Hello ... (look tentative)
IO: How are you?
HER: Well, well ... (look tentative. Mah)
IO: (zoom in on my eyes now catatonic) I Remember ... Di Stefano?
HER: AH! Sorry! Yeah yeah I had not recognized ...
short, starting with a bang.
At dinner I go down with the secretary in the crew area where I had the pleasure to dine throughout the journey. Beyond the business meeting, always interesting and for me a fundamental importance, as they are committed to building a constructive relationship with our players, I must say that the moments in my area crew have once again enabled to live - albeit briefly - and the air ' environment of the ship, its harmony of its charm ... No, no, I'm not saying I want to embark. My heart is secured to the ground and I intend to keep it "still on the tarmac, but I have great respect for people who really work with a passion and a conviction that I was inevitably unknown. So the night crew at the bar slip at the intersection of languages \u200b\u200bthat do not understand, from the Romanian to Portuguese rising from English (which I read with less difficulty, but 'is f *** ing music is too high and barely understand Italian!), and the effort that it takes me to try to extract some understanding of speech is the image of someone like me, new to this world sailor, trying to empathize with this reality for the better then take her dowry during their work day-by-day the desk.
time at sea was great, no gasp, deep purr of nights and days of work with the laptop on the terrace or in the bar (where a guest who would make the fortune of the third Povia tried several times to seduce me ... Needless to say , I just head for anything from ten days or so, although I came to ask me why - in the middle of 3400 guests on board well - I just have aroused such attention ... oh ... Darius is reading at this time, and trembling, I know).
The best moment? The next step in Stromboli and within the Straits of Messina, with the attached call on the sly before the camp returned to languish and eventually disappear, to reappear the next morning in the form of "VODAFONE GR" off Marathia Point.
I can not mention the shows in the theater (and theater!).
The first evening, a Genoese singer (which will be staged at the Theatre of Youth on the very day before our debut with "Do you want to know mine?") Has predominantly performed in parts of the European classical tradition, from Edith Piaf to Whitney Houston.
last week was the turn of the production costs, with eight dancers, four dancers and two singers, sets and lights goose bumps, as Americans would say, simply beautiful costumes and dancers to expectations, with many choral pieces (jazz style was 110% for the record) and interesting solutions both in the fees that the entrances and exits from the wings. The singers were very technical, especially powerful voices at the top. They all based on the demonstration of the extensions and capabilities of the original variation, and both are fully managed in order.
On Wednesday, last evening on board for me, the show mixed with acrobatics, juggling and sleight of Donnert Duo, who have really done everything and more. The scenes at did the rest: audience into ecstasy, strategic-deserved applause.
The evening ended pleasantly, still marked by a large international company. You have to go to bed, though. The next morning, bags packed, round of greetings, lunch on board and transfer to airport, accompanied by two colleagues boarded Genoese these days too.
The thrill is consumed at Rome airport, after being informed by a handsome but above piacione (???) officer that my flight is overbooked . I'm already in the work to perform in three acts (surprise - incazzatura - bitterly) "The Fall of Christ", when the desk is a train that has cancels your flight. Lock the orchestra conductor! Stop the extras! I take the flight, the taxi and I'm home.
A kiss ... well ... lots of kisses and goodnight to the world.
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