This story was almost 6 years ago, but I still remember my enthusiasm when I was
packing my backpack for the trip. I planned to go there for a couple of days, or
maybe just for one night to celebrate Christmas, sleep in the hostel and return
home. I could not stay longer because a cat was waiting for me at home and no one
would feed him - everyone left for the holidays. I bought a ticket for a daytime bus
and should have arrived there by 6pm. She promised to meet me at the station and
then show me the town. I was very excited because the trip would be very exciting.
On the bus, I wrote to her that I was already on the way and in 5 hours I would be
at the bus station there. She replied ok and we will meet in the center of the hall.
I arrived and stood in the hall for about an hour … drank one coffee, then
another. I wrote to her but I did not receive an answer. Then I sat on the bench for
another hour and realized that it would be a holiday soon and sitting here is stupid
thing. I opened the map and went to see the place I was looking for. After that I
found a pub and stayed there. It was an unusual place and it was quite crowded. I
liked this atmosphere with people who also decided to celebrate Christmas with
friends or find new ones. I sat by the bar and ordered a drink. Then I met a girl
who was lonely. We drank, found a table, talked and decided to go on a walk around
the town. She showed me many beautiful places that only locals know. But we froze
and decided to return to the pub.
We talked very easy and fun, and in the pub we found a company of great people and
joined them. Everyone told a story and I was very comfortable even with these
strangers. I felt free and forgot about the sad story with that girl who did not
meet me at the bus station. I was even happy about this, and so now I call that
incident funny. A gift for her I gave this girl.
I was in the pub until early morning until people started to leave. This girl was
also with me and then we went to the bus station. I bought a ticket and decided to
sleep on the bus. The company from the pub left their phone numbers and we decided
to meet again if we would be still without families and partners. I returned home
and a year later I found the girl with whom we still live. For the first Christmas,
we went to that pub and now we are celebrating this holiday at home with our
daughter. Everything is fine with us, we still communicate with those guys and came
to them in the summer. Hope all the bad things about meeting people on dating sites
lead you to better moments.