The party after the closing performance lasted till early Saturday morning. Due to dozens of bleary – eyed people the final meeting was cancelled. We all met to an extended breakfast and after a couple of pick-me-ups (coffee) I was prepared for my lonely trip to Graz.
Still at Graz, I had discovered that the earliest possible ride back on the train would take me 16 hours. My English exam was just around the corner therefore I decided to take a plane at all costs. (To be honest I paid for the ticket more than for the entire stay) It was very hard to leave my group because despite of our age gap we had spent a pleasant time together.
During the taxi drive I could exercise my newly gained knowledge. At the airport I succeeded in asking whether or not my suitcase was directly transferred to Graz. In the duty free shop I did my shopping by using only Croatian.
My plane flew from Split to Vienna. In Vienna I had to hurry to catch my connecting flight to Graz. I really feared that my luggage could get lost - with all my elaborated English documents.
My first impression as I spotted my aeroplane to Graz was that it had seen better days. “Boneshaker” came into my sense, as I entered the machine. Against my worst presumptions, we arrived at Graz safe and sound. I was so happy when I felt ground under my feet again and held my suitcase in my arms that I smiled at the customs officers. Owing to this suspicious behaviour I was checked first time in my life
In retrospect, I can say now that this week in Croatia was a valuable experience I don’t want to miss. My Croatian professor has already announced that a similar event is going to take place next year again. How great would it be, if we could improve our English knowledge in a comparable way!
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