The Czech Republic part 1

Barabing! I'm back, whoosh.

This blog is mainly for the Czech sheila Crystal who wanted to know about her country that she doesnt live in... awkward.

Let the games begin.

Day 1
 
Woke up in my bed, yawned my last yawn in Estonia and dragged myself up to get dressed. Very much like me i set the alarm clock 30 minutes earlier so i could simply have time to waste. After making a small breakfast i noticed the taxi guy alredy arrived with 30 minutes spare time, he probably had the same problem as i did.

So when the time had come i dragged my bags to the taxi. After a fast ride with the unorthodox taxi driver i reached my bus station where some people were actually waiting, BEFORE ME! That's simply insane, i'm always the first losah to get there.

So there we were waiting for the bus, we were told that some other school was picked up before us, our hopes were high. As the bus slowly came to a stop we noticed... those are fuckin' 7 year olds! I was stunned for a second but i still got on that bus. Sweating like before a trial and biting my nails our bus reached it's third stop near the third school. What a relief, older people! So we were fully, 66 people, 30 of them like 7-12 but that was okay. 

The bus was a doubledecker of course.  On the higher level there were.. the 7-12 year olds, some wannabe babes and "sk8erboys" and us, as in people from our school, thank god for us. WE were at the back of the bus, there were 8 of us there me, 3 of my classmates and some girls who were one grade higher than us. There were also 2 more people from our school but they were @ the front with the idiots.

The lower level of the bus consisted of teachers, and the people i ended up being with @ the trip. I would've done anything to get to the lower level, not away from my school, no they were nice and fun, but away from those fucking wannabes. The back of the bus as in us met with the lower level(only the girls then) some time on the first day, it wasnt hard to notice that they were different from the regular gray mass, like us. So in a way they were our saviours.

After like 18 hours we reached our hotel in Poland(bylastok) because we werent gonna drive 36 hours straight. Me and two of my classmates got a room there and soon after settling in we went outside where we met up with the other 5 of our school.

The interesting part of it
 
So this is the part where 50 year olds say: "so young!" and so on. That's why i name it the interesting part.
Luckily none of my relatives read this blog so i have nothing to be ashamed of.

Even though i had brough a bottle of vodka from Estonia along especially for Poland it wasnt enough. Because it could only be enough for me and my classmate, the third in our room wasnt a drinker and there is nothing wrong with that. The 8 of us knew that Poland wasnt like Hungary or the Czech Republic were alcohol is just handed to you but luckily we met with some older people who were also Estonian and happy enough to buy stuff for us.

Back to the hotel, we started off together but then people in my room went back to it to start with our part. We started with the 0,3 l vodka, since there was so little of it we made drinks with it and man oh man that was enough! Maybe because i hadnt drank in a year or so or maybe because the vodka i brought was like a mix between 40% and 80% (a) After we had finished with that we had one left so we went strolling about the hotel, we had nothing to fear because the teacher from our school was a person. Which means that she remembered that she was our age once. We met up with the people from the lower level of the bus(just the guys that time), went to their room, had some fun, stuff like that, they were kind enough to give us a beer, in return we gave them some vodka. Which ended up with us still having a can of beer and an almost full vodka bottle in the morning. No hangover, no nothing, just some regular fun ;)