Tu som,
zijem, prezivam. Na konci tunela bolo svetlo. Svetlo Sheffieldu. Kazdym dnom sa
do tohto mesta viac a viac zamilovavam. Je neskutocne kolko vela veci sa tu da
robit, kolko miest navstivit, kolko zazitkov prezit, kolko zaujimavych ludi
spoznat. Ale cesta sem nebola lahka, takze pekne odzaciatku.
Despair in
Newark, hoping for new life. Better life. Just anywhere. Then there comes SHeff
to come in. All packed thinking we are going there for sure thing. We just didn’t
know what is it gonna take. Coming to Sheff every other day, every time with
all our stuff in our car. The job looks promising, accommodation is a struggle.
Every single day travelling there and always with the same result. We were still
living in that fucking Newark. Useless journeys. There comes the time, when we
need to move out. Packed completely for the last time. From now on, we are just
booking hotels around the Sheffield. The first one was quite nice, good price,
but what about the facilities. More than doubled prices of food. It was a
perfect idea to visit local village next day. Kebab in a long time was a pleasure. Next
three nights in Ibis hotel close to Sheff city centre. Just got really sick of
it. This hotel sleeping. Nah. Thank you, no more. By the time we are still unsuccessful
in accomm and a job. Moreover, our car is nicked. £150 fine is a harmful thing
in this situation. Anyway, next day with our bags through half of the city. New
job agency, police and finding a car. Aaaah. That was a daft one. No signs or
anything, but after a long long period we finally did it. We found it. Just
stupid thing that we were 30 mins late so we had to pay £20 more. At least we
got our car. (I had no idea I’ll be going there every single day). Again bloody
Ibis and the next day the night in the last hotel. This one was really good. And had the best sleep in last two weeks to be honest. Maybe because there was a
really nice day next day.
Tak sme
prisli, vybavili, zaplatili ubytko a sli na dom. Tam vam len zavolaju, ze vecer
do roboty. Teda ja nie, ale konecne je to tu. Domcek velky, pekny, no velmi
vela roboty a upratovanie je potrebne urobit. Na dalsi den do novej roboticky.
Balit chirurgicke pomocky a posielat ich do nemocnic. Citim sa, ze pomaham
ludom. Prinajmensom pomaham ludom, ktori pomahaju ludom.
Na dalsie
rano ma zobudi strasny rachot. Idem ceknut dom, ci to nie je nejaky zlodej
alebo co. Nic. Idem naspat do postele. Znova. A znova a znova. Ked sa zobudim
najdem tri vybuchnute tuskove baterky, ktore sa nabijali prilis dlho. Mam po
baterkach, ale stihli mi posluzit, pretoze posluzili vo fotaku, ktorym som
pofotil velku cast Sheffieldu. A veru poviem vam, je tu toho na fotenie prilis vela, Neviete kde sa mate skor pohnut. Trojo bateriek mi je malo.
No a
Sheffield? Pridte sa asi presvedcit sami. Nech uz vas lakaju parky, luky,
priroda, vyhlad na samotny Sheffield, stavby, galerie, muzea, kniznice,
restauracie, bary, puby, alebo nieco co inde v anglicku nenajdete. Najkrajsie
zenske! Kedze je tu Hallamka (univerzita) je tu velmi vela peknych mladych
dievcat, na ktore je malo sa pozerat. J
Ale tak to uz pridte posudit sami.
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