Stavo scendendo le scale più veloce del solito. Questa volta ero veramente in ritardo I had to take those and my legs numb from hours of study. While I go down the second flight of stairs, grabbed my red cap on his head and shoves me down fast towards the door. Slow down suddenly, I can watch that scene. A Japanese girl opens the door of the first floor, holding shoes in hand, comes out of the house, locks and puts on his shoes. I greet you with a simple "hello".
As I walk to the tram stop, I wonder why the shoes had slipped just out of the house. It is a strange sequence right? But for a student of ethnology, the adjective "strange" is forbidden, it is replaced with "too different". While these do thoughts I realize that the girl walking behind me, then closer and then next. Driven by one of those impulsive moments that take me once and ten no, ask her if she, like me, was going to college.
After twenty minutes we were still there talking in a language to say the least creative, a sort of tedinglese ingledesco or, depending on your point of view. It comes from Tokyo, is 27 years old and is married to a computer engineer. Living here recently and she is trying to learn German. Then we realize both to be extremely late, she invites me to his house one day, then that house would be mine too. I agree.
started running in different directions, but way too clumsy. Then I remember that I had forgotten something. I turn around and shout: "I'm Lola. You?"
The Japanese girl shows a photograph smile and exclaims: "Asako, nice to meet you!"
Lola :-)
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