Whats up? Waiting for college!!!!!!!
Unassumption wrote:@Mamont. I got job interviews for Boots (a pharmacy and hair care sales person) and Greggs (a bakers) this week too. Not sure what to do :S The stuff i applied to 4 weeks ago is all saying "yes" now!
Great! Glad to see you on your way up.
Mamont wrote:Not bad, thanks. Hella work though. There's a significant rise in consumption compared to last year. So much that even our CEO forked out money and hired two more workers. Not only that, but since there's so much work to do, we couldn't keep the brewery clean, so he got two guys to clean it up.
Wouldn't the work load be less of that since you have more workers?
I had an internship at a food manufacturing plant (gets smelly and your hands go orange from cutting 200 carrots a day) and we have people set for different compartments of the factory, e.g. X set of people are in charge of packaging and Y people are for XYZ roles. gave that job up after a few. it turns me into an involuntary anorexic (food just looks disgusting)
Wow, what's up? Meh, computer mostly. Music. Same old, same old.
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We've booked a hotel in Budapest, Hungary, for tomorrow. Guys have never been there, and I would like to see it again, so we'll stay there the first night, then we're off to Ukraine.
I've read that tourists have to take extra precautions if traveling there. I hope everything turns out okay, especially with their customs.
The festival starts on friday, and we are playing saturday with Shining, 1349 and Immortal. I guess those names don't mean anything to you, but they mean a lot to us (big black metal names).
I'll be back on sunday or monday.
Take care and wish us luck!
First part of the trip went without a problem. We arrived at Budapest as planned and checked in at the hotel. We left the car in an underground garage near it, to keep our instruments safe.
We went to eat to a place just outside the hotel and got acquainted with the owner Jozsef who wouldn't let us leave until we were pissed drunk. There we met some crazy, loud Serbians who were on their way to a football game.
We woke up around 10 am with a terrible hungover, took a shower and checked out. When we got to our car, I noticed I've lost the ticket for the garage, so we had to pay extra €10 for the parking (€30 (~ $40) in total).
While driving through Budapest (traffic was terrible) I began to feel very sick. As we approached a gas station I knew I was going to throw up. I took a plastic bag and threw up in it before I had the chance to get out. After two granola bars and a sleep in the car I was much better.
At the border we waited an hour in the line to get through. There we met a Slovenian officer (!) who told us that other Croatian band (that was to play on the same festival) had problems, and were sent to another border crossing.
It was because of the letter they (and we) received from the festival organiser addressed to the custom officers to let us through. It turned out they addressed it to the wrong border crossing. Also they had problems with documents for instruments. We didn't have documents, because each person can cross borders with one musical instrument without papers (it counts as personal baggage), and we decided not to show the letter from the organiser.
We got through the Hungarian side without problems. Then we arrived at the Ukrainian side. First a militiaman wrote our license plate number and number of passengers on a paper, handed it to us and said: "schastlyvo" (good luck). We were very anxious already, and his words sounded so ominous, it made us feel even worse.
But, apart from custom officers being very strict and unpleasant, we had no problem. They didn't check our luggage. They just asked us did we have any drugs or weapons and sent us on our way.
Ukraine looks... You have to see it to believe it. I thought Croatia was undeveloped, but this... You hear about it, and you think it's not really that bad, but when you see it... It really is a third world country.
We got off the main road to shorten our trip. That was a mistake. Local roads are... I never saw anything like it. It's just holes upon holes. We couldn't drive more than 50 km/h (30mph), and in zig-zags to avoid the holes. But Ukrainians drive on those road like they were highways.
The villages there look run down. Like everything stopped in late 70's or early 80's, when USSR was at it's peak, and it's on a decline ever since.
The first town we got to was Mukachevo. It looks nice, but it has obviously seen better days. There (with a little help from friendly locals) we got on the main road, and the drive was okay. We saw a lorry parked on the road and we had go around it, and as we did, we noticed its cabin was burned down completely.
We had GPS on our guitar player's tablet, but he forgot to recharge it, and the battery died, so we had to relay on our memory to get there. We ended up wandering local roads deep in the mountains, and locals were giving us mixed information.
When we finally got on the right road, it was already dark and the road was full of dangerous potholes. Finally, we got to a road sing that said Volosyanka (our destination) 30 km. From there we drove on the worst road I have ever seen for 30 kilometers (18 miles). It took us nearly an hour.
When we finally got there, it was around 11pm by local time. I spoke on the phone with our contact Alex and he said to wait there for somebody to take us to the mountain, where the concert was held. While waiting we met two friendly, but annoying locals that were going to the concert.
We were waiting there like an hour and nobody came. Finally I saw a jeep driver that took some people down from the mountain to the hotel, and we asked him to drive us up there. I will never forget that drive. It was completely insane! He drove his old UAZ like a maniac through some of the toughest terrain you can imagine. Our guitar player almost had a nervous breakdown.
After the concert, and a little less insane drive down the mountain, we finally met with Alex, and after some double checking and more waiting, we got the key to our room around 4 am.
The next day after lunch we went to play. They put us on ski lift with all of our equipment to get to the concert. It was a nice half-hour ride through the majestic mountains.
The concert was great – best audience we've ever had, equipments was top notch, professional staff, excellent sound.
We met a lot of people, including some Serbians again (they're everywhere), and got really drunk.
After few hours of sleep, we had breakfast, checked out and went on the 12 hour drive home. This time, we knew the way, and were prepared for lousy roads and crazy Ukrainian drivers. Again, we had to wait for an hour to clear the customs, but with no problems.
After four days and over 1800 kilometers (1100 miles) we made it back home in one piece.
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