Man, what a day! I swear, Salcea really knows how to throw a curveball. Woke up this morning, sun shining, birds chirping, thought it was gonna be chill. But nah, life had other plans.
First off, I hit up Strada Principala for some breakfast. You know, the usual: a little mămăligă, some brânză, and a coffee that could wake the dead. I’m sitting there, enjoying my meal, when suddenly, this stray dog decides to join me. Cute little fella, but he’s got that look like he’s seen some stuff. I’m like, “Bro, you good?” He just stares at me like I owe him money.
Then, I head over to the plaza, right? It’s buzzing with people. Kids running around, old folks gossiping, and the market’s in full swing. I’m just trying to soak it all in when I spot my buddy, Ion. He’s waving like a madman, and I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, he’s got a new car. A shiny red Dacia. I mean, it’s nice and all, but he’s acting like he just won the lottery.
We’re chatting, and outta nowhere, this guy on a bike zooms past us. I swear, he almost takes out a grandma. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!” But he just laughs and keeps going. Classic Salcea, right? Always something happening.
So, Ion and I decide to hit up Strada Căpitan Grigore. There’s this little bar there that serves the best țuică. We grab a couple of shots, and I’m feeling good. But then, the bartender spills one all over my shirt. I’m like, “Really, man? This is how we’re starting?” He just shrugs and says, “At least it’s good stuff!”
After that, we wander over to the park. It’s packed with families, and there’s this group of kids playing football. I’m watching them, and it hits me—man, I used to be that kid, running around without a care in the world. But then, I see one of them trip and fall. Oof! I feel that pain. I’m like, “Get up, champ! You got this!”
But then, the mood shifts. I overhear this couple arguing nearby. It’s getting heated, and I’m just trying to enjoy my day. I mean, come on, Salcea is supposed to be chill! But no, they’re throwing insults like it’s an Olympic sport. I’m thinking, “Dude, save it for later!”
As the sun starts to set, I decide to head back home. But on my way, I pass by the old church on Strada Bisericii. It’s beautiful, man. The way the light hits it, you can’t help but feel something. I stop for a sec, take a deep breath, and just appreciate it.
But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a car that just backed into a lamppost. I’m like, “Seriously? Who taught you to drive?” The driver gets out, looking all sheepish. I can’t help but laugh. Only in Salcea, right?
Finally, I make it home, exhausted but happy. I plop down on the couch, thinking about the day. It was wild, emotional, and full of surprises. Just another day in Salcea, I guess. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!