For some time I have not traveled anywhere, as far as overseas. I love traveling, especially those that lead me where I have not been and where I want to go and where I already was, and that left me in an explicit and unique experience. The most beautiful trips that occurred to me are those that bind to a vacation spent on our shore of the Sea, the Adriatic. In particular, Hvar, Brac, Dubrovnik, Zadar, Sibenik, Krk, Rovinj, I needed a long list, mostly related destinations along the coast. From foreign travel I would single out some European cities, Budapest, several times, also Vienna, Graz, Stuttgart, Antwerp, Pécs, Balaton, there are more, I will not enumerate more. Wherever I was I stayed some beautiful moments that I would definitely like to repeat. During the day, my cell phone rang, when I emerged, I was pleasantly surprised when I heard the voice of his longtime friends, associates and founders of some projects related to culture, whether they are artists colony, literary readings, publishing activities, which We are doing together. My friend is a journalist and announcer on radio Ludbregu, rarely hear from them, only when it comes to some work. This time the call was a completely different nature. Specifically, he called me on an organized trip to Graz. All happy now I've decided to go on this journey, I saw it as an ideal opportunity to once again walk through the town, visit the gallery of modern art Kunst House, buy the best chocolate candy and cheap summer clothes at H & M-in. The decision came and we could go. And Saturday, sat on mobile odzvonila me earlier than usual, I got up and immediately was in the mood for a cup of coffee, which I have prepared, and you often think when I go to bed when I'm alone. When I did not think of coffee in bed .. good mood I took a backpack with lunch pack, water and fotić, and descended the stairs in front of my building where I have a flat, that I should wait for friends to go together in Ludbreg, where we will continue to by bus to Graz. So it was. I did not have to wait a long time, arrived on time from Đelekovca, and I suggested to him that it leaves a red Golf parked in front, and until we Ludbreg my car that has air conditioning. I think this will be my contribution to this trip, anyway, because I do not need to pay for it. After about twenty minutes, we arrived at Ludbreg, I parked where I was advised, in Paradise, where he parks every day when going to the radio, do his show. I was convinced that my car will be on the safe end of Paradise.
Finally we reached the station where we waited for the rest of society. It is mostly dominated women aged population, it was a bit young. The organization of the trip was the travel agency "Michael" in Varaždin, I think you'll remember the name of this agency. The aim of travel was to visit the old town of Graz, visit the botanical garden, visit the "magical garden sculpture," visit "Flower Village" which won the prize seven times, and shopping. Naoko interesting content. After a hundred miles of our times, we arrived at the Slovenian border. This is something worse that could happen to us. Through it all, we passed the border and let us no one has asked anything or looked at, nor the police or customs officials. I think that we are a civilized society that is in the European Union, and we do not need some control, which apparently could be reviewed. "Janez" does not seem to belong to the European Community, among them prevail some tribal customs. Each passenger must exit the bus, walk to the customs house in which the "Sitting Bull" to give him, open your passport, so you can see the identity, and it should not look for the page you should hit the mark. I deliberately gave him a passport closed, that work gets done properly. I really enjoyed when the scroll passport, and had to look for sites that will hit the mark, as I did on the return. I thought to victimize Janez. After Slovenian torture, we headed on to the destination. Along the way we stopped at the landing in Radensburgu to eat something, he was strengthened with water or juice. Coffee in Austria is not God knows what, in Vienna is excellent. So I took my best and Croatia. Some have been the first time in Radensburgu, so they ran to drink hideous coffee to get ugly for free souvenir cup. My friend and I, we knew that "stunt", and we ate breakfast with their legs in front of the restaurant and the society we pretended many sparrows, we honored bread sandwiches.
After an interval of half an hour, we headed to our destination. Prior to Graz, the guide informed us about anything to avoid telling the city, says it has no license, and could have a problem with a local inspection. Let me know the form: what is to guide the agency and what that leads without a license? I know what it means. Not pass the exam! After everything we went through with it I would not give her a passing grade! I was curious as to lead us. Were quick to confirm my suspicions. Walking along the city old town dominated by buildings belonging to different styles and apohama, we came up Šlosberga, works of the city which has a considerable history, from which a beautiful view of the panorama of the city and surrounding areas. Up to the fort takes several hundred strmnih, slippery stairs and old, but may also be a lift for those who are afraid or embarrassed of their height. I must admit that I really felt comfortable when I passed them the first time, a few years ago. The greatest experience was the fact that crosses the highland zone, and it takes up to bring a jacket and umbrella. Nature must have custom shoes. Our guide did not explain all the details of the people, that Mena was not anyone knows if they would all return home in the same issue, given the advanced years. We started on, as guide girl again gave wrong information about the gallery of modern art, and neither mentioned tender function. I had to react so as to improve its presentation.
At one point I felt they all turned to me and listen to me curious, I knew that I give them detailed and interesting information about the building that resembles a UFO, which built of glass, on an artificial island in Muri, which was made two architects, an American and an Englishman ... I do not want you all to discover. You need to go to Graz to view and experience. Specifically, Graz has long reputed to be the main cultural center of Europe. A leisurely walk we made a circle, my friends every now and then sang it with a loud voice, not to keep randomly not noticed. So a group of Japanese who found themselves in the midst of Graz, from my heart smile to his singing grlato. To him this is a professional deformation, it stopped listening to the song, when released on the radio. He is like a machine, does not talk normally, but is constantly recited and sung, no matter 'where he, as a man of radio. I waited for the right moment that I can finally buy something, because the insanity of colorful and unusual 'patch' and candy lured me out of the window which is hard to resist. With impatience I wait for that moment that I met, because the guide suddenly decided that we must go further, and that the goal of our trip was shopping, but flowers. I guess not learned the program, which was our day, in which he stood to go and shopping. She said that we will return you might fit in a shopping center on the road. I started to question her leadership abilities that are constantly turning into a disability. Our destination was further botanical garden.
Finally we arrived in the garden, which was not operational, inventory, and we just moved on. The only thing we could do, still did not work. This was a fiasco, number two, which is adorned our guide girl. Then we went to 'the famous floral village', a few dozen miles from Graz, driving up a narrow paved road that in some of its parts may submit only one direction, with a constant stream and a beautiful alpine nature. At least something to experience, thought.
Only finally arrived in this village that we just is not anything in particular, has a modest little church where the prayer benches, as in a shop belonging to the church property. Imagine that you come to church and greet you each time a prayer in the same place, it would certainly like our bakama. What the benefits and luxury, I thought would. With the church is a cemetery, although regulated to the last detail No costly marble tombstones at us in Koprivnica. Austrians have a higher than standrad Croats, just for comparison. The cemetery is a beautiful vista of the Alps. These are all the impressions that I experienced in the 'flower' village. I'm not occurred to me that I walk around requiring flowers or do not know what, since the temperature was around 39 degrees Celsius. Rather, I sat on the terrace tavern village and his friend gave instructions on how to delete the excess of photos to make room new ones. Already have all lost their nerve a bit of heat, and are tired of asking for flowers and decorated beams, we had to move on. Our guide-girl has not led the people in the village to show them where it lies, but they said let you see what they're interested, and she also pulled into a thick shade. We reached the 'magical garden sculpture. Then came the shock for all. This time in the garden were expected floral sculptures, such as those of Edward Scissorhands, but these were the sculptures, which belong to modern art, and avant-garde. Me and some very interesting and interesting, while others resented. This was followed by an attack on the conductor, which is justified, that the program made the trip to her boss, who picked up information from the Internet, and found that the aforementioned exhibition was three years ago, and now it was another. At my suggestion to move the home, and shopping along the way, everyone agreed. To make a little rest and refresh drinks and finally had the opportunity to buy something and take home as a gift or souvenir. Exhaustion gaffes guide-girl cried for a return home. When we arrived in shopping centar, seemingly all seemed idyllic, but a guide is again made default, warned people not to pay attention to the inputs and outputs, and many wandered, we had them waiting for half an hour longer, until they "captured strings' to go out . It is unacceptable that the guide does not know the basic facts, as far as working time shopping centra. So we went last minute and came before.
Hardly have we managed to buy something. Back to Koprivnicu passed identical and the arrival. It was a big fiasco and a big disgrace for the travel agency, "Michael" in Varaždin, did not believe anyone would recommend.
For all this torture that we have obtained their behavior should passengers pay for mental pain and suffering, rather than passengers pay them for their negligence and ignorance. Such agencies and guide do not deserve a license, they have proven their 'famous' program and guidance. At one point, she asked me shyly some female passengers, whether I am historian, I answered that I did not, but I'm interested in this area, especially art history, and I traveled a lot so acquired a lot of knowledge of good and quality guides precisely what must be. Remember this travel agency, "Michael" in Varaždin, so you would not be happy.
