Happy birthday Camikaze.

You are wonderful.

Casanova

French Toast and Alps

When Camikaze tells me to come over for breakfast... I usually get up around mid-day to call her, which in turn wakes her up. "Hey Cami, are you up yet?"

"Mhm...whaaaat?"

"I just wanted to tell you I'm gonna be at your place in ten minutes for breakfast..."

"Oh SH*T!!! Okay, give me ten minutes....no, half an hour?"

"Cami, it's twelve thirty,"

"Oh F*CK!"

And then I arrive, only to find her crouching in front of the mirror in her room with a bag of make-up. Suggesting breakfast at my place rarely works, even if I have milk, coffee and biscuits. Breakfast at Cami's usually means coffee. Good coffee, but just coffee. Nowadays there is also chocolate, but no milk, because the Camikaze needs it to sleep.

Well, this morning was slightly different. Not only did she have all the ingredients for breakfast, but she had also made it. It was a beautiful day, a little bit cold, but beautiful nonetheless. And to our surprise, the breakfast was no less wonderful.

You rarely see the Alps through the Milanese smog, but this was an exception.

French Toast

She even made the table! Deliciousness!

Roomate Tiago realizing that Cami can cook, hence there must be a God.

Tiago goes away party

Tiago is going away! Yay! Not that we hate him (we don't), but it leaves you with certain freedoms. Like inviting all your friends on facebook (we are talking hundreds, not to brag... thousand). We don't even know how many came... but rumours speak of an ambulance and a neighbour with a gun.

We don't know - we don't care! It was fun, fun, fun! Fun! Camikaze knows how to throw a party. And if you weren't there - you were square!

The recipe for a perfect PARTAY is two days, a lot of chips and a lot of people. You don't need music, you don't need decorations. You just need chips and people. And you have to be Camikaze. And we're talking sword-through-your-guts style.

See for yourself!

Praise the Camikaze.

Eat the chips.

Invite a midget (see middle).

Fill up with Lithuanian blondes with ginourmous jugs.

A Romanian with a Gun.

Let the fabulous polentona drink.

Mix nationalities and let them drink. Peace guaranteed. Here we have an Italian, a Parisienne and a Viennese Marilyn Monroe.

Don't feed the... this guy.

Everyone has a "best angle".

Winnie the Pooh and Clement from The Blisters Boyz

Perfect escape route. Jump!

The day after we cleaned up in less than half an hour. Amazing what trashbags can do nowadays.

CAMINOVA IN NORVEGIA.

Waiting for the bus and sitting on the metro. Hobo is no longer NoBo.

Cami strikes a deal. More to come...