It Doesn’t Get Easier
So, yesterday we continued our packing program, however before we got it done we had a little walk in the downtown — damn we really did that yesterday, I thought that happened the day before yesterday.
So, as it turned out yesterday we had a pretty long day, haha. We started our day in the downtown, for a last big walk in the city. We walked pass the Saxon Garden, had our last walk at the university — which probably had more meaning to me since I was attending to classes at the main campus, then from there we went on a little souvenir shopping, then tried to return a ripped money, however they closed the bank right in front of us, so that’s still something we have to deal with. And they didn’t speak any English, only a dude helped us who was also waiting in the line. He was one of the greatest disappointments of yesterday. Dude was dressed as B-Rabbit from 8 mile road, acted like that too, but he also turned out to be one of the nicest dudes every, and he was a great helper to us and another foreign couple of guys. We paused our trip in Zlote Tarasy, for a last MaxBurger, which turned out to be Sari’s new favorite fast food chain restaurant. We had some great burgers and since they have unlimited drink refills — as all fast food chain restaurants should have — I drank at least one liter of Coca-Cola, which gave us the last push to get thru the afternoon packing.
I had countless trips to the car and back I took one suitcase to the garage, this time I did take the elevator down, but it was terrifying. The whole metal box was shaking, it made terrible noises I was delighted when it finally stopped. Filling the car with stuff was a bit strange feeling, it really means our Erasmus is over… I took down my nice bricks as well, which are going to make our car just a tiny bit heavier, but I always tell Sari, that in the worst case scenario we end up in a ditch in the Carpathians we will just simply build is a new road using all my bricks.
I also took down all the garbages which meant three trips to the ground floor.
… Oh, my God, now I’m writing about taking the garbage out… I’m sorry but now — as you probably have realized much earlier than I had — I’m really struggling to write anything. I always give myself to you, while I’m trying to be entertaining, however now I don’t feel like that would/could be possible. I couldn’t give myself to you, but I guess no one wants to read two pages about, how bad it is to leave a country behind — a country that you love, a country where they love you, and a country that you have friends in.
Tomorrow’s gonna be a hard one.
I’ll stop here, I hope you’re going great,
Take care
Almos
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