"What happens in Monte stays in Monte".
Stays in Monte... my ass!
Today is November 21st. A day that will forever be remembered as the day I made my way into the world. So yes, it's my birthday! And to celebrate, nothing better than posting the last article of my Monte San Savino series, which is also very personal. My most intimate gift to all my loving readers of the world.
Because this, my friends, is the real story behind Monte San Savino this weekend. The real story that nobody is willing to tell you because they are afraid of what could happen to them next year in Monte San Savino. A story of epic adventures, love and treachery, of good and evil, corruption, and death. Ok, no death (phew!) but presenting it like this makes it more appealing, right?
It's the story of how the legendary Volomir embraced the evil paths of the dark side... and became Vomitir, his nemesis (for a while at least).
Vomitir was no mere mortal. Good and evil fought but redemption was not possible. His powers transcended and he finally became one with the Force. Thus fell the dark Vomitir.
This entry is dedicated to Roman Lappat and Valérie Bruère, most dear of roomates and involuntary witnesses to the Rise and Fall of Vomitir. No coats were harmed in the process. Ok... maybe one.
And many thanks to the Painting Buddha! The adventure wouldn't have been the same without these photos!