Once upon a time, there was uhm… me. And my dad ( not in Bulgary or Greece this time ). And this city ( situated in a country in which you have to set your watch 20 years back ). And one cold ( very cold, absolutely freezing ) morning, my dad decided to send me get him some papers he needed ( for a future Greece trip… AGAIN ) because he had some other problems to take care of ( also known as work ). So, I took the bus ( dad took the almighty car so I couldn`t… ), but it left me at 2 kilometeres away from my final… destination ( a lousy block of flats, the last one in town, going on the road to Brasov ). As I walked in the company ( a very narrow apartment ), I managed to get everyone`s attention ( full of people, all men, staring at me like lost beings in the desert who have seen water ).

All I wanted in that moment was to vanish ( mommy ? :-S ). Well anyway, after a few moments of pantience ( a couple of hours ), a young guy politely told me to go into the other office ( some smug said to go to the other door and wait another 5 minutes ). Then a kind lady ( an old snooty bitch ) asked me to go back, because the papers weren`t in her possession. The guy gave them to me ( finally ) and I left the room, apartment and building in a search for something better : a passport.