Man, what a day! I swear, if I had a euro for every crazy thing that happened in Dobrova today, I’d be rich. So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s like 7 AM, and I’m already feelin’ the weight of the world. I live on Cesta v Dobrovo, and lemme tell ya, the roosters around here are like alarm clocks on steroids.
I grab my coffee, and I’m out the door. First stop? The garage on Ulica 1. maja. I’m a mechanic, but today felt more like a circus. I get there, and my buddy Luka’s already there, lookin’ like he’s seen a ghost. Turns out, some dude drove his car into a ditch on the way to the vineyard. Classic Dobrova, right? Wine and driving don’t mix, folks!
So, we head out to the scene. It’s on the edge of the village, near the old church. You know, the one that’s been there since forever? Anyway, we get there, and this guy’s just standing there, looking all sheepish. I mean, come on, man! You’re in Dobrova, not a horror movie!
Luka and I start pulling the car out. It’s muddy, slippery, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I needed.” I slip, fall right into the mud. I’m covered head to toe, lookin’ like a swamp monster. The guy starts laughin’! I’m like, “Dude, this ain’t funny!” But honestly, I couldn’t help but chuckle too.
After we finally get the car out, I’m feelin’ a bit better. We head back to the garage, and I’m thinkin’ maybe I’ll grab a bite at the local bakery on Ulica 2. julija. Best pastries in town, no joke! But then, my phone buzzes. It’s a customer, and they’re in a panic. Their car won’t start, and they’re stuck at the bus stop near the park.
I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a guy catch a break?” But I grab my tools and head over. The park’s nice, though. I mean, it’s Dobrova! Trees everywhere, kids playin’, and the smell of fresh air. But then I see the car. It’s a total mess. I pop the hood, and it’s like a horror show in there.
I’m workin’ on it, and this lady walks by. She’s got a dog, and the dog starts barking at me. I’m like, “Chill, buddy! I’m not here to steal your owner!” The lady laughs, and I’m thinkin’, “At least someone’s havin’ a good day.”
Finally, I get the car started. The customer’s all smiles, and I’m feelin’ like a hero. But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I’m soaked again! I’m like, “Really, Dobrova? You’re killin’ me!”
I head back to the garage, and it’s just chaos. Cars everywhere, people complainin’. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but it’s tough. I mean, I love my job, but some days, it’s like herding cats.
By the time I’m done, it’s dark. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. Dobrova’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I drive back down Cesta v Dobrovo, and the lights are twinkling. It’s peaceful, ya know?
I pull into my driveway, and I’m thinkin’ about tomorrow. Who knows what’ll happen? But that’s the beauty of it. Life in Dobrova is never boring. And honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.