ITALY . . . Verazze final day & Some indoor bowl.

Our daily breakfast and lunch consisted of pizza and maybe some kind of omelet . . . I was really hyped when we were walking the streets of Verazze and spotted this guy walking down the tight street with one of our Gypsy boards in hand, fresh from the shop. (:
Cava said goodbye to his homies and we headed out to this amazing indoor wooden bowl with pool coping to enjoy Yerays last day. Cava, Sammy and I had an ongoing joke the whole trip that we would time how long young Escobar would be quiet for and he rarely lasted longer then 10 seconds . . . 'wow what a beach', 'oh man check that girls ass', 'man could u drop that?', 'IMBECHIL-E', ''Prrrinngao' . . . the little fucker never shut his mouth!
We had a really fun skate in the bowl and in the end it was really sad to see Yeray leave! Hope u are doing well buddy! Young Sammy who also tagged along for the trip would fall asleep at any given second, on the way to the airport Cava slammed on the breaks while we were going 150kms an hour and u best bet young Tony Hawk got the fright of his life!