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July, Friday, 3rd - Italy Six AM, the alarm goes off and I slowly get up and get dressed. I gotta be at the airport by 8:30 and it'll take me about 1 hour and a half to get there (hopefully traffic won't be horrible). My wife and I leave the house at 7, after drinking a huge cup of coffee (man, I'm so slow in the morning) and we leave the little town where we live to go meet the rest of the band at Milan-Malpensa airport.
Luckily, we get there perfectly on time and after having a quick breakfast at the bar (cappuccino and croissants: the typical Italian breakfast) we proceed to the check-in area where we stood for ages before we get our boarding passes and, as usual, they charge us with over-weight (I don't know why but we always manage to pay extra every time we travel.).
After saying goodbye to our wives/girlfriends/family, we walk to the gate and get on the plane, which, upon leaving the hangar and getting onto the runaway, completely shuts off, leaving everybody on board with a slight sense of panic! This is when you really don't want to be on a freakin' plane! What if it turns off while we're flying over the ocean! Hell, I don't even wanna think about it...