4 a.m. Charlize Theron
The alarm clock goes off the exact moment Charlize Theron comes out of the pool and reaches for her towel. “We are going to Greece, mpampà! Wake Up!”, I hear my daughter shouting into my ear. “My apologies Charlize. I am taking the family to Greece today”, I murmured half-asleep. “Who is Charlize?” asks my wife. “Charlize? What Charlize?” I answer and rush into the only room of the house, where a man feels secure and in peace: the bathroom.