Once upon a time,
There was a boy,
Working a for a four-star hotel,
As an intern.
They said he could earn some money,
Doing room services,
So he did.
Until one day,
When from a room a call came,
And he took their food…
He knocked on…
Ode to my Last Days in Slovakia
A girl, a castle, and the last night. — Kristina Your face is blurred, But I still feel your touch, Kristina… Kristina was a girl I met on a Saturday night, and since I had a few beers in my body, her picture in my mind is blurred… I wished I had found her again, and lost track of time…
Flying Across the Borders of Ukraine
Three airports, one destination — Last month I asked my boss if I could be the travel welder, he pointed out in his notebook that I was interested in traveling for work, (I think)… The next day, the boss came to me, and asked me if I wanted to go to Romania, dismantle an assembly…