A whole week of pleasure and relaxation was needed during this eventful period of my life.
And that's what happened--went down to Italy for the weekend, had the PMA graduation, plus got to visit some nice Italian towns, have some nice gelato, but no pizza(I won't comment on that, cause it'll probably make the Italian community want to slaughter me).
This year, from WE the only ones that did the next PMA course was: Mitch(CH) Me(CH) & my favourite french man, Christoph (France). The attendees weren't as many compared to last, but all were pretty fun and definitely made the graduation as excitingly worth it as last year...God bless their souls.
A tour in Vigevano:
Us & Sam, our touristic guide.
Just happy.
We were in charge of Kat's safe return to her concubinus.
We did take time though for indecent facial exposure.
The main town square.
That poor baby. What am I doing??
The beautiful sunset. Something you don't get much in Switz, as there are a lot of mountains.
At the PMA:
Us all having word time.
Uttering melodious words.
Happy ppl.
More happiness.
Chanting.
The man of the house.
This friendly priest came to our table to wish us all the best, God bless him.
Vitorchiano:
One evening we all went to a festival in Vitorchiano.
Tasting some of the local treats.
Good times.
Music & dancing, but no samba, too bad.
In the middle of nowhere, after being misled by evil magician Angelo to this dark forest.
Awesome road.
Fireworks were included in the festival.
This time I decided not to go to Rome, like I'd done last PMA, as I was dead tired from last day/night, and had to save energy for more useful purposes(i.e. flushing toilets, daisy picking, etc etc...important things in life). However here are some pix:
Games at the Colosseum.
Sightseeing.
A group shot.
Our own, one and only smashing party.
"Ohh meine Gott, das ist sehr gross!"
The sleek french man shows his outstanding moves.
Last cheers to us all.
Awesome throne toilet at the bar.
Congrats to you all for passing the PMA course.
Me, Mark & Josh.
Father & son. Finn & Josh.
Some of our lovely women.
Kat, Eman, Andrea, and Claire with a menacing look on the back.
Gate leading to Buckingham Palace.
Buckingham Palace.
Queen Victoria, looking hot as usual. Hasn't changed a bit.
Djay, growing very fond of this guard.
Maybe it worked back in the day, but nowadays this outfit definitely doesn't get you laid.
Get out of my way ugly tower I'm trying to take a shoot of the London eye, heh!
Cromwell.
The amazing parliament towers.
Quick, look surprised!
More towers.
Amazing detailed architecture.
Remember, remember the 5th of November...
The London Eye.
American imperialism, ahh...don't we love it! Abraham's statue right across the Big Ben.
The infamous prison: London Tower.
Old weaponry demonstration.
Tower Bridge. Sorry to disappoint you, but that is not the London Bridge.
A view of London from the Tower Bridge.
This piece of garbage is London Bridge. No wonder the song "London bridge is falling down..."
All of my nephews and niece. (L-R) Ryan Emmanuel, Shawn Alex, Rodrigo, Lawrence, Naim & Brianna. (all from my sisters, as the boys are still running wild & crazy, heh)
Last touches.
Most of us graduates.
Patiently waiting as we play around with our favourite toy.
The mentors(minus Silas)
I told you I was gonna get another one this year.
So proud of my lil brother.
My group with its mentor.
Great success!
2 HOT women & a very potent man!
Teamwork.
A german frau, an english lady and dutch chick, how better can it get!! Surely I was THE man!!
Christoph & Angelo.
Must be the keys, cause...
...it's business time!
Very sought after by the male community.
One of the teams and their presentation.
And this is my team's presentation: The Chicken Dance! (in switzerland it's the latest in fashion)
Andrea, Angelo & Sam the man.
Amazing, you don't see this happen every day--a man running after you with a toilet scrubber.
Obviously they didn't really get it.
Such passion in this sad ballad dedicated to their lost mentor.
Surprise...d!!
My bro giving his presentation.
In case you haven't noticed Andre, the chicken dance has ended.
Us & Sam, our touristic guide.
Just happy.
We were in charge of Kat's safe return to her concubinus.
We did take time though for indecent facial exposure.
The main town square.
That poor baby. What am I doing??
The beautiful sunset. Something you don't get much in Switz, as there are a lot of mountains.
Us all having word time.
Uttering melodious words.
Happy ppl.
More happiness.
Chanting.
The man of the house.
This friendly priest came to our table to wish us all the best, God bless him.
One evening we all went to a festival in Vitorchiano.
Tasting some of the local treats.
Good times.
Music & dancing, but no samba, too bad.
In the middle of nowhere, after being misled by evil magician Angelo to this dark forest.
Awesome road.
Fireworks were included in the festival.
Games at the Colosseum.
Sightseeing.
A group shot.
Our own, one and only smashing party.
"Ohh meine Gott, das ist sehr gross!"
The sleek french man shows his outstanding moves.
Last cheers to us all.
Awesome throne toilet at the bar.
Congrats to you all for passing the PMA course.
The classic chicken dance.
