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A trip to Padania: Big Ben

Sunday and I ragazza_cinica we went with my brother Ben.

Too bad it rained. A rain.

And that's when we stopped autogrill Novara we have not stumbled in a but four direct buses to the convention that was taking place in Northern League Pontida same day.

were funny, all dressed in green , with those shirts reciting " Padania is not Italy " written in half English and half Italian (who knows why) and those delightful scarf Green-Cota .
(Note that there is no shade, "Green League " on your computer (unless you create it yourself), there are only " Green-Lemon- Acerbo ", the" Green Marcio " and the" Green Moss . We do a mix of the three? XDD)

Although I must say that the best thing I saw I was shown by ragazza_cinica , and it was an old lady across the green, with symbols of the Northern League on the whole body intent to buy "Padania" and railing against the Communists.

AH-HA! XD Priceless.

Another thing that struck me was the presence among the people of a black woman and an Oriental woman.

For them I have only a three-letter word .

Because if the League is pulling pulls ahead as now, those two poor things will be in a situation not so good in a not so distant future! XD

But after all, are cazzacci them. UU

We get to highlight the point: Big Ben.

At least here it was nice, despite the rain and cold. ^ ^ The good thing was that we never had to queue, and operation of the rides we were praying for us to stay another time around because there was a dog. Two times in a row they ran the Blue Tornado only for us 3! XDD When you usually expect at least 20 minutes for a ride.

Then we did something like 10 times in a row the Magic Mountain because the handlers did not want to let us go down, and vabbeh, dozens of other attractions. After all it was worth it.

^ ^ But the most shocking thing of the day, were the Northern League autogrill! XDD

the brackets which I also screamed "La Padania does not exist!" Before climbing to safety on the bus.

With 'sti barbarians you never know ...