BAM22!: memories, photos and more joy than happiness. Thank you all
Happiness only exists in the Mulino Bianco adds
We at BAM! are masters of joy,
which is a cheaper condition,
less philosophical and more practical.
Put the tents, the bikes, the journey, the beer,
music and a bit of anarchy and there it is.
Joy.
We leave happiness to the adds.
BAM! is a successful experiment that generates packages of disordered joy.
There are things in life that can be told
only in a few ways:
with scattered notes, with poems and / or songs,
or by being drunk.
It's been over a week.
BAM! 2022 has passed, but somehow it's still here,
like a suspended love, like the smell of the sea,
like nostalgia.
During these days we have accumulated memories,
shared random stories,
as it happens when during this summer that just started and it's
already way too hot
you wake up at night and mix chaotic thoughts in your head,
a desire
a memory
a little anxiety
and a little sore ass, metaphorical or not.
how are you
where are you going
where do you come from
do you want a beer
how nice to see each other
at what time is the concert
Where are the shower rooms
is there a queue for beer?
Shall we put the tents close to each other?
these fucking mosquitoes
do you have the mosquito repellent
can we swim in the lake
where is the dog
do you have a size M
let's take a trip together
can you remind me your name
Can I buy you a drink
sleep with me
I think I Love You
and then
hugging sweaty people
those who empty the bins at 5 in the morning
Silvio pitching the tent at 4
ride far
the sun
lots of sun
dancing in the dust
pitch your tent at 2 am
watch out for the sofa. which sofa.
repair the bike
burn your neck
smell a little
greet Dino and the Happy Family
shirtless Dino
talk, listen, repeat
wake up at 6
fall asleep at 3
look for the shadow
the cocktails
CampagnoloShimanoSRAM
the Enough at 2 am
meet the girls
meet the guys
maybe someone had sex
see you later for a beer
Maurizio Carucci
I have not seen you anymore
who was that
Oh my, it's hot
Oh my, I'm tired
Oh my, this is great
the holes
the water in the bathrooms that tastes like rotten eggs but drink it as they said it is drinkable
the chemical toilets and the beauty of peeing in the woods
you have to come next year.
....
Do you want to continue? send us your memories drunk with joy.
Who are we? We come from afar and go very far.
We are travelers.
👊 Wrong roads and bad choices make good stories 👊
