Shark Invitation Sayings

Prieto

continues the story of our holiday imaginary:
last episode lxxiii died
but Lucifer has resurrected thanks to his faith.




Prieto
The spaceport is the largest of the four spaceport of Uru,
multiethnic metropolis of the continent of Europe Th'lm planet.
Urunon The name was the original name of the settlement:
has been changed in more recent times because he was
pronounceable and understandable in many languages.

The continent is called Europe because they see a certain similarity with Europe
Earth but I did not seem that there is one.
Once again we should know before about the local customs:
just landed a guy in purple incredibly alien
tried to change our money in local currency rate suspiciously advantageous.

was not for me, I had already pulled out his wallet, but Lucifer
took me by the arm, making me out that would be the sixth time we
fallen in 6 different places of the galaxy, the money was false, or dirty, or there was no way
and appeared under a hypnotic power of pataccaro,
or a device in his possession.



track baggage at a distinguished gentleman Fludruviano tried to leave with our suitcases. The
Fludruviani, it must be said, do not believe the probability
and are in effect at the center of embarrassing coincidences
have therefore developed a strong education, a great calm,
and a good ability to aim for their feet rights, or assumed.

In this case, it happened that my bag was identical to that of the lord,
and, even more unfortunate circumstances, the trolley that Lucifer was and what his wife.
"Coated, dear. You may know that you?" The
we pointed out the label with the name and address, then challenged him to a duel Lucifer
card because it coincided with anatomical parts of his lady
that should normally not be discovered and that
let alone a stranger in a spaceport could afford to touch. It would be odd to describe

Fludruviano a duel, but fortunately
(or any other government forces of destiny) came the lady.
Imagine a trolley upside down, wrapped in a pastel pink dress, holding
(?) A gray bag identical to mine.

Mrs. blushed, and asked us if we had objected to cover the case 'no decency'
(text, if my flundruviano is still good).
We had to nod, and finally we were able to bring us to the hotel.
We learned long ago to avoid any kind of taxi in the vicinity of the spaceport,
so we did a walking tour, and then take the means.



Uru view from the inside is incredible: a huge mess that a closer look
has a general label which affects not only the urban
but every detail, from the noises of a Betantino drunk, a
bag of fried Fentaj metacanale thrown carelessly in the drain at the side of the sidewalk, the
deipedoni hasty mass movement, in which everyone believes to choose how to make the next step
, but everything seems to be described by a mathematical rule.

We had almost arrived at the hotel when we noticed a beggar
that looked like an earth like us.
"Third Sol?" (Third planet in the Sol star system - ie the earth)
"Go away, damned nuisance."
Who knows what was his story. I wonder if it's still there.

arrived at the hotel tired, luckily the robot-
reception (not imagine it looking like a robot ape, imagine a car-shaped reception)
was very efficient and quickly gave us the card room.

Unfortunately, the bathroom had been knocked out: the former occupants were
of Phertas of Munhtois (a species with 20 different sexes for which we need at least 18 individuals for mating
for luxury, at least 36 for that for reproductive purposes)
and had one of their orgies. Having booked

used it as a great compensation, but we had to take a shower in the bathroom
common plan.
I did not notice that when I was in the shower was already entering a gray Medoide
(are as big as cockroaches and beetles appear).
I thought someone had left open shower, and that the bathroom was infested
and almost crushed the medoide, which also was a female,
risking allegations of attempted rape (?) And murder, I was spared
only because the beetles I was attractive ...



Neither I nor Lucifer particularly love the big cities. They can go to live and work, but ...
Well, I prefer places of the sea, or other natural landscapes,
or the ruins of ancient civilizations.
Lucifer prefers civilization 'live' and like to discover the galactic races in their natural environment,
see how they live, what are different from us, in that the same thing. A
both like art.

Uru is a thing in itself. You feel guilty for being a tourist, you want to be part of it,
want to live and work there.
But I know that I would not last more than six months, in a megalopolis like that.
One thing we knew for sure: the nightlife of Uru has no equal.
We found a nice pub and we placed there.

After a while, 'I managed to find a girl land, and after a few attempts
I came to find out who was in Nice.
called Lucifer, who was talking with Mrs. Fludruviana dell'areoporto,
an embarrassing coincidence that he was there, naked as a trolley plus ...
So we started drinking and chatting with this girl Nice
(a coincidence like that could happen only in Uru, and only a Fludruviano nearby).

you and Lucifer wanted to try the local drink, juice tywg
(a fruit that grows over most of Th'lm,
a bit 'like the apple on earth as diffusion, but the similarities end there),
I do not trust him, and drank beer.

Only when I was already quite drunk and the girl I made it clear that Lucifer juice tywg
was non-alcoholic and had no intoxicating effect, and that neither of them had never talked about
drinking contest, and that he had swallowed several liters now was because the drink itself had proved
particularly tasty.

Then I went back to the hotel, threw up, and I went to bed, where sleep was almost immediate.
do not know what Lucifer did with the Nice, but the next morning, when we
left for the next destination
(megadistretto the sea of Europe) has not told me anything.
It seems to me that she noticed a strange touched her trolley.