Man, what a day! I swear, being a bodyguard in Kamnik is like being in a freakin' action movie, but without the cool stunts. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I’m cruising down the main street, Šutna. It’s this cute little cobblestone road, all historic and stuff. I love it. But then, bam! I see this dude trying to sell some weird street food. Like, who eats fried crickets? Seriously? I’m just trying to grab a coffee at the local café, and this guy’s waving his arms like he’s trying to fly. I’m like, “Bro, I’m not hungry for bugs, just caffeine!”
So, I finally get my coffee, right? And I’m feeling good. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my client, some big-shot politician. He’s like, “Meet me at the Kamnik Castle.” I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” The castle’s cool and all, but it’s on top of a freakin’ hill. I’m not a mountain goat, man!
I start hiking up, and let me tell you, my legs are screaming. I’m sweating like a pig. I pass by the old church, the Church of St. James, and it’s beautiful, but I can’t stop to admire it. I’m on a mission! I finally reach the castle, and my client’s there, looking all important. But guess what? He’s late! Classic.
While I’m waiting, I’m checking out the view. Kamnik is stunning! You can see the Alps in the background, and the whole town looks like a postcard. But then, I hear shouting. I turn around, and there’s this group of tourists arguing. I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” I step in, trying to calm things down. Turns out, someone stole a selfie stick. Seriously? A selfie stick?
I’m trying to be all professional, but inside, I’m cracking up. I mean, who fights over a stick? Anyway, I manage to diffuse the situation, and the tourists thank me. I’m like, “No problem, just doing my job.” But honestly, I just wanted to get back to my coffee.
Finally, my client shows up, and we head down to the town square. It’s packed! There’s a market going on, and the smell of fresh pastries is killing me. I’m trying to focus, but my stomach’s growling louder than a lion. I spot a stand selling potica, this amazing nut roll. I’m drooling, but I can’t eat. Ugh!
Then, outta nowhere, I see this guy in a hoodie acting all sketchy. My instincts kick in. I’m like, “What’s this dude up to?” I keep my eye on him, and he starts moving toward my client. My heart’s racing. I’m ready to pounce. But then, he just walks past us and heads to the bakery. I’m like, “Seriously? All that for a pastry?”
After that, I’m on edge. I can’t relax. We head to a restaurant on Maistrova Street, and I’m still scanning the crowd. My client’s chatting away, but I’m not hearing a word. I’m just thinking about that potica. Finally, I can’t take it anymore. I excuse myself and grab a slice. Best decision ever!
As I’m munching, I see the sunset over the mountains. It’s gorgeous. I take a moment to breathe. Kamnik is beautiful, man. But then, my phone buzzes again. Another emergency. I’m like, “Can’t a guy catch a break?”
Turns out, there’s a protest happening at the town hall. Great. Just what I need. I rush over, and it’s chaos. People are shouting, waving signs. I’m trying to keep my client safe, but it’s wild. I’m dodging people left and right, and I’m thinking, “This is not in my job description!”
Finally, we make it out, and I’m exhausted. I drop my client off and head home. I’m beat, but I can’t stop smiling. Kamnik is crazy, but it’s my kind of crazy. I love this town, even if it drives me nuts sometimes.
So yeah, that was my day. Just another wild ride in Kamnik. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!