Friday, January 27, 2006

Run, Dace, run!

Yesterday I came accross an unpleasant event.
Came home after having paid a visit to my friend. Came with the last trolleybus.
It all started when these 4 young Russian speaking guys entered the vehicle. Two of them were smoking, one of them had an opened beer bottle in his hands. All of them behaved VERY loudly and rudely.
I was absolutely alone with these guys. Not wanting really to jump out of the trolley (as there were no other that would take me home, moreover the distance to my home was a great one), I just put my hat and scarf more onto my face and looked out of the window.
Thank god 3 of the guys understood they were in the wrong trolleybus and staggered out of it.
When my stop came, it turned out that it was also the stop of the remaining guy.
I let him leave the vehicle before me and took a breath when saw that he's going where he had to go in a fast pace and not paying any attention to me.
But then I saw a white Mercedes standing ahead. The parking place seemed very strange - in the middle of a crossroad! So now I was the person to quicken the pace.
Passed the car.
The car started to follow.
And overtook me.
(Not a great feeling indeed :S)
Just moved forward, at the same time looking to the side at whether or not the nearby house has a fence...
The car drove away - in the next juntion turned left.
Took a breath, still, with my heart beating madly, rushed home.
Looked to the left when crossing the junction... nobody... just a car standing a bit further with the back lights on...
(Minus 25 Celcius outside, but feels like in midday in Spain...)
Just as I crossed the street and went round the corner where it is not possible to see the car anymore, just started to run.
I really mean it - quite sure that Michael Jonson couldn't have catched me!!! Luckily not too far to my place from there - usually it takes about 5 minutes, now it was not more than 40 seconds!
Tomorrow will buy a bottle of tear-gas!


At 11:06 AM, Blogger Baerlein said...

Gosh, I undestand clearly how you felt. I've experienced once almost the same. Thank God you are safe now. Take care.

At 12:00 PM, Blogger Dace said...

I guess here I've got to thank my elder brothers whom I grew up with... (learnt how to throw things far and precisely and how to run quickly!) ;)
Hey, but thanks, Baerlein! :)


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