Italy

Because we are already in Ethiopia I'm going to do one super long or super summarised (haven't decided yet) post of what has happened since we left Perth and left to Ethiopia. So more or less Italy (probably could of guessed from the title).

 The young bloke who ran the criminal organisation that ruled the world

Chapter1

The young bloke rushed through the airport in a fast walk that his long legs allowed him to do with ease. He slowed down a bit feeling he was going a bit fast, after all he didn't want to start a stampede. 

He new the drill off by heart. Get to the desk acting casual and sure about oneself and get through. He had done it so many times it was like second nature. he was playing a game of speed and subterfuge. The LED lights reflected brightly of the floor. There was the continuous sound of clicks and clacks of the well dressed business men and women with the same intention, not 

necessarily skill, but he liked to have him a bit of competition. 

Last leg of the journey. He had been here before. Just around the corner and. "No" he stood there then gathered his wits and joined the line. There must of been other flights he realised hopefully it would be quick. He was then joined by his two partners. a nine year old girl who seemed to be innocent but who he knew was almost just as cunning and tenacious as he was after all he taught her all his tricks. The other was the big Boss she wasn't big but because of her 45 years on earth she knew quite a bit. Although the young bloke never missed a chance to prove her wrong. 

Then the big boss said what had happened, why the line was so long. The young bloke pointed out there must of been another flight but it might clear out quickly.

He was wrong.

They crawled along and the young bloke used every trick up his sleeve to tactically get ahead. He took the wide corners that were generally empty and tactically squeezed between two loud Americans, but his countless efforts weren't enough. It still took them 1 and a half hours in which the big boss got angrier and angrier complaining about the countless misfortunes of Italian airports and why there was only two immigration desks open.

In these situation the young bloke had to be vary careful of what he said and did which was hard cause he usually said what he thought.

They young bloke who was also a linguist talked to the man behind the immigration desk in his impeccable Italian and got them through. At which stage they had to collect their bags. The big Boss didn't understand the concept of travelling light and because of the countless misfortunes of Italian airports they couldn't find trollies so they paid a  porter too much to carry their excess bags and got through. 

Once at their base of operation they met big daddy he was big Boss' number 2. They all convened in Italy in order to meet their international connections, they had the Scottish mob, the Italian mafia, the triads from shanghai, the Croatian mobsters, the Indonesian crime group  (ICG) and the New York mob. 

We spent a month meeting our different connections. They saw the Scott's at their residence near montopoly. They met the ICG in their residence near osteria nuova. Shanghai triads, Croatian mobsters and the Italian mafia in Rome. The New York mob boss was brought to poggio San Lorenzo and Capri. Big daddy and The young bloke also went to Spain to look at assets. After the month strengthening their international connections they traveled to Ethiopia.

Well that was different. And yes the young bloke is me, and yes the nine year old is saffron, and yes big boss is my mum and yes dad is big daddy. 

Don't judge, just because I wrote in the 3rd person doesn't make me unusual. And yes the title was taken from the 100 year old man who climbed out if the window and disappeared (it's a good book u should read it. It's about a hundred year old man who climbed out of a window ad disappeared. Almost explains itself). 

Anyway we did meet all our friends from all corners of the world. Main events were Sara, saffron's godmother, had a baby (every ones having babies),dad and I went to Spain to look at his tungsten plant, we traveled down to Poggio San Lorenzo and Capri with my friend Truman (from New York), in Capri we met Alessandra who lived with us in china (so she could learn mandarin. Yes she's mad), Tamara, Noah and Eva came to rome from madrid (Noah is going to an all spanish Catholic school.Yikes) I also went to Manciano and stayed with the Flegos. And as I said before we then left to Ethiopia.

^ (centre and right) Scottish mob#5 and 6 ^

^ Croatian mobster#1 ^

^ Croatian mobster#2 and 3 (far left and right) ^

Alessandra >

    < New York mob boss

Italian mafia#3><Scottish mob#4

^ Scottish mob#3 (top left) and 4 (top right), ICG#3 (bottom left), Italian mafia#4 (bottom centre) ^   ^ and  5 (bottom right) ^

Not even going to bother naming all these people

< me and Sara's baby (Grace)