I've always loved London. 
streets and I like the feeling of feeling like a sucking child that knows exactly where to look before crossing.
I like his rambling and often incomprehensible metro, where you never know if it's caught the train in the right direction.
I like to go into a pub, order a few pints (never needed one) and forget the world and everyday concerns.
I like to see (and criticize, why not say it?) To those girls out partying at night in November dressed in a strapless minidress and blue with cold - because I like to apply that 'to assume you have to suffer', do not think bad - one or no degrees.
I like a cheap hotel (?) Of narrow rooms and boundless and narrow stairs that inhabit the districts of London ( although I like to climb those stairs with luggage ).
I like the inimitable atmosphere of English football grounds ("what to think there when more than a hobby here calls itself the world's best ?).
I like to be there during the week, when one has the impression that English and Italian are official languages \u200b\u200bof the United Kingdom.
I like to sit in the Blackbird and wait and see (wait and see , they say there) how the afternoon goes
the streets of Kensington & Chelsea and check that all that happens is people from one place to another quick scrum, with a frequency of two minutes, leaving the underground group of Earl's Court. I like to visit
Soccer Scene , my favorite sports store in London, but took two trips to the city without buying my ritual football jersey.
I like it, and understand this as my most reckless eating experience, to walk special of any good pub and accompany Pride of London .
I guess I like London because they do not suffer as a resident or a worker nine to five dimensions of a metropolis brutal. Because I find picturesque than four in the evening is nothing short of dark, and that the five closed many stores. Because I can afford to walk half as fast as Londoners. Because look, in short, from a prism Latin and Southern Mediterranean, from the standpoint of a country that until just a few years ago was traveling and still think that " and Spain do not eat anywhere "that" English is the only language pronounced as is written "and that the selection of Luis Aragones will win the Euro (as every year, incidentally).
But I can not help it: I like London.
streets and I like the feeling of feeling like a sucking child that knows exactly where to look before crossing.
I like his rambling and often incomprehensible metro, where you never know if it's caught the train in the right direction.
I like to go into a pub, order a few pints (never needed one) and forget the world and everyday concerns.
I like to see (and criticize, why not say it?) To those girls out partying at night in November dressed in a strapless minidress and blue with cold - because I like to apply that 'to assume you have to suffer', do not think bad - one or no degrees.
I like a cheap hotel (?) Of narrow rooms and boundless and narrow stairs that inhabit the districts of London ( although I like to climb those stairs with luggage ).
I like the inimitable atmosphere of English football grounds ("what to think there when more than a hobby here calls itself the world's best ?).
I like to be there during the week, when one has the impression that English and Italian are official languages \u200b\u200bof the United Kingdom.
I like to sit in the Blackbird and wait and see (wait and see , they say there) how the afternoon goes
the streets of Kensington & Chelsea and check that all that happens is people from one place to another quick scrum, with a frequency of two minutes, leaving the underground group of Earl's Court. I like to visit Soccer Scene , my favorite sports store in London, but took two trips to the city without buying my ritual football jersey.
I like it, and understand this as my most reckless eating experience, to walk special of any good pub and accompany Pride of London .
I guess I like London because they do not suffer as a resident or a worker nine to five dimensions of a metropolis brutal. Because I find picturesque than four in the evening is nothing short of dark, and that the five closed many stores. Because I can afford to walk half as fast as Londoners. Because look, in short, from a prism Latin and Southern Mediterranean, from the standpoint of a country that until just a few years ago was traveling and still think that " and Spain do not eat anywhere "that" English is the only language pronounced as is written "and that the selection of Luis Aragones will win the Euro (as every year, incidentally).
But I can not help it: I like London.
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