Maestho
"Yes, hello, is Lola Funklandia of the phone you remember?"
"Oh, hello Lola! No, but tell me hicohdo puhe."
I should remind the gentleman of about fifty full, on the other end of the phone, who a year and a half ago I spent with him most of my summer and I donated a kidney to afford his services. But nothing in all this is served. The challenge in front of me again and now make or-break! Who is this man from the "r" missing? A I like to call The Maestho. And he is my master drive, a mixture of Mediterranean warmth, madness and the Caribbean Swiss discipline.
"The problem is that my license expires, so I have to take the exam within two weeks."
"Oh but cehto! It's a shame, yes yes I understand. Pehché had failed the examination Phim time?"
"Well I was not dynamic enough, I had to be more self-confident."
"Ah yes, cehto. There phoblema Lola, do not pheoccupahe lavohiamo up there."
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Ok, give me another kidney and "there is phoblèma. Okay if that's what it takes ... Consider appointment to the first lesson and two days later there I was faced with that car with a giant L-printed on four sides of the body. The Maestho greets me and makes me sit in the vehicle that will be my nightmare for two weeks to come. Log into the car and began to sketch on a blank sheet of paper.
"See Lola, the sicuhezza sthadale ..."
"Excuse me, how?"
Si-Cu-Hez-za-da-stha the "beats him.
"The sicuhezza sthadale dehiva dall'ossehvazione" After the maximum stops, raises his hand to the face and begins to move to the beat of bachata, first right and then left, while the head follows the movement gentle.
"See Lola, destha, sinistha, ossehvahe!"
"There is" Seeking to enter into that madness which I hope will take the license. Move their head in the same manner and with eyes wide to the right and left.
After an hour and a half driving to sentierucci and highways with large trucks, the Maestho begins his assessment: "Mha Lola, you can dihe, go right." It snorts and makes her head and looks at me. I ask for more explanation. "Lola go well, missing Pehoe missing something ... do not know how definihe ..." With his eyes I see continuing. "Mha do not know ..." He looks around for help from the outside maybe.
"You essehe like a horse!" I stay still, maybe I misunderstood.
"Like a horse, Lola! A horse that comes and cohhe! Do you understand?"
"Aha ..."
"A horse Lola! Explosion, an explosion Gandhi!"
Here's my new challenge, like a horse and be like an explosion. But to take the driving license is required to force all I'm wealth of passion and metaphors?
Your horse explosive, Lola
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