My trip of 2 days long (actualy 3 hehe) to Nice

Hello my name is Manel and this is Saturday Night Live.
Today we will hear the story of Manel a young traveler/musician/poor human being with no more hope than being someday happy (thing that uses to happen but he wants more).

1-Hello Manel! Ups I forgot. ¡¡¡A BIG APPLAUSE TO MANEL PLEASE!!!
[Woooow!!! Yess!!! I love you!!! Manel Manel Manel!!]<- the crow but could be your m.m last night  (yeah joke of a 3 years old boy).

2-Hello Daniel (Daniel?). Yes i will tell my story without letting you intervent at any moment.

1-Fresh.

2-...ness, yeah. LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I wanted to go to Nice (France) because i want to work at France at summer. So i thought "lets go to a city with sea and I give my CV". I am from a city with sea.
And I tried. I say I tried 'cause at the last moment, the train that was leading me to the airport stopped for 1 hour and so and I lost my flight (Yoohoo. I always write "yoohoo as yuju as long as I am spanniard fuck).

I didn't come down and I took another one. Actually I'm blessed because my parents give me some money for clothes every month (30 €) and I save them and bla bla. My family helps me a lot with money (uncle, grandparents, etc) when I visit them. I work as well. And I save it or I spend it at flamenco or jazz guitar lessons.

The question is that I am poor, I behave like a poor (I don't fucking go out almost never. Neither night or afternoon), but some little money grows at my drawer.

ALLORA.

I went to Nice. The first thing that surprised me when I arrived there is to hear the french lenguage.
Yep, I know, they speak it hahaha But is surprising anyway.
Super cool to hear french at the street.

I will tell some things that I did o happened to me there:


**1: I didnt' fuck.
 Yeah. God blesses live. He knows the farther I stay from a girl the better. It's irony. I realized that when I'm travelling I am horny as fuck. OOOO. OOOOO. OOORRRR. I realized that when I am at the city with the same live I am superless horny than I am born to be.
Different points of view.

**2. I talked with a man from Italy that he sleeps at the street.
 I slept at the street some weeks when I went to Granada. Exhausting thing. I bought him a drawing. I forgot to tell that he is a drawer. I bought him.
 He sold it to me for less price because I am poor too (not like him but i was at Nice just for giving my CV for working at summer), I spoke with him some time and because I wanted to give him some money (this kind of things).

I will upload the picture later my friends (fuck you).

**3 Some girl looks at me. I look at her three times and she is looking at me. I say hello with the head and the lips smiling. She smiles and continues her path. Yeah. Horny hahaha. What I told you.

**4 One little girl says me "hello" with the hand as she and her father are walking by. I answer back making a "hello" with my hands. She says "hello" with the mouth. Nothing more. The father didn't REALIZE THAT THIS MOVIE WAS GOING ON. YEAH. He was surprised and laugh because his little daughter says "hello" to beautiful macho's like me. (Nothing about saying hello to beautiful macho's).

**5 I spoke Italian with some french people. One interesting time was when I asked some questions about the location of the center town to a bartender of my age. I asked him in french. I am not very good speakeng french. We agree at SPEAKING ITALIAN HAHAHA. Super liked it.

If you are reading me (impossible) fuck you. Just kidding I send you my love from here. Thank you for that moment ( I am behaving too sweet maybe).

**6 I realized that there exists people that takes the optimist energy from you with sentences like "You will not achieve/ get it", "It is hard, very very hard" <- this one many times, and so on.

No problem men. I know you want to help and I like it, but the way you help me does not help me, fucks me. Thank you. Sometimes you don't want to help me, just telling me that I will not get it.

Well. Some (very few) people takes your optimist energy with this kind of sentences when you ask them about a location "Where is the habor", "Do you want my CV?", etc.

I identified them. Easier to live now.

**7 I cheered up a semi-boss of Bershka. He was taking my optimist energy and I told him that this is not the way to live. He saide me "Yes I am pesimistic" a little sad. I touch his shoulder.

Cheer up man.

**8 I gave my CV to Pull and Bear. Good vibes untill one semi-boss told me that they need fast people. She asked me if I was fast. I started thinking and I concluded that I am fast, but not enough for bosses like them. So I told her " I think I am not fast" losing a bad oportunity for work. I say "bad oportunity" because both of us would suffer if they hire me.

She said me "thank you". 

Cool.

I know the 90% will not hire me, but I live for the  other 10%

Cheer up.

**9 One boss of a restaurant is honest with me and tells me that is difficult for him to hire me because I don't speak very well french and I don't live there currently and so on.

I knew it. I told you. 90% will not hire me.

He was honest. I told him "No problem, it's good to be honest". Both of us felt a good energy. Cool.

Good luck.

**10 Some bartender smiled at me when I said that i was from Barcelona. Especially the girls hehe :) (fucking fucking fucking [fast movements like a rabbit]).

**11 I stopped to hear another homeless man. He was speaking to two young french guys. One was good-looking. I stopped and listen to this homeless man as well. I understood nothing. Te lo dedico papá.

Some girls came and wanted a photo with us. I liked one. But she liked the good-looking guy. No problem, now. Back then I was fucked up. I liked that girl. I was horny because I was travelling. SHE DIDN'T LIKE MEEEEEEEEE. No problem but I needed some time thinking so I could overcome it.

The girls wanted a photo because the situation was funny. The homeless talking from a bank and we were sitted down on the street floor. Cool.

I understood nothing hahaha

**12 I lost the flight to come back to Barcelona. I was going to the airport very cool. I thought that the arrival time was the depart time. Mortal mistake. Not so mortal, I am still living.

**13 I almost work some hours at a Ice cream shop. At the end the bosses "backed down".

**14 I heard a musician at a bar that made me think "I can do that". Good and bad. I would like to feel good for him. I don't know how to say it. But I could do that.

**15 I ate bread with tomato sauce one day. You read it well. From the supermarket.

**16 I studied Maths, and Java when I was there. Not bad Manel. I love you.

*17 I discovered the utility of the "motivation letter". I left one every time that the boss was not at the shop.

**18 The french guy who printed my CV made me a discount of 1€ because I told him that at Spain every copy costs 5 cents (at France 20 cents) and because I went there 4 times.

**19 I saw a woman asking for money at the street, she was using his son for getting money. I thought it was bad (If somebody thinks that is okey I would like to hear your arguments) so I told her. I think that the son should be doing something else than being there. Maybe I am wrong. Thank you for letting me know your opinions.

**20 I helped the air hostess. She couldn't speak Italian. She needed to talk to a man that was sitting at a emergency door that he musted read a structions paper.

I helped her translating.

Cool.

I think we liked each other. Maybe at another post I talk about that.

Yeah I liked her, and she liked me. A kiss from here.

Nothing happened. Sad.

She  told me "I wait for you here at Vueling". AAhhhhh.

It's okey i learnt. I learn every time I travel.

See you fuckers.

You are my friends.

I love you