10. dan - profesorjev rojstni dan
Ponedeljek. Naj bo španski ali pa slovenski, dan se enako vleče vsepovsod. Prav nikomur ni bilo lahko vstati iz tople postelje, ki je bila še preveč mamljiva za naše dobro. Vendarle pa smo se nekako prisilili, da smo vstali in se pričeli psihično pripravljati na službo. Saj ne, da bi bila le ta težka vendar pa je vseeno lepše doma kakor tam. Ena skupina je morala zapustiti prostor predčasno, ker je dvojica čakalo še potovanje v sosednje mestece. Ostali smo kasneje sledili, čeravno je bila naša pot veliko daljša ter obenem tudi krajša. Celo na naših delovnih mestih se je poznalo, da so imeli vsi za seboj vikend, ki so ga še preveč očitno pogrešali.
Popoldan je bil, za razliko od prvega dela dneva, veliko bolj pester. Za začetek je čakalo profesorja presenečenje, ko smo mu vsi družno zapeli pesem za rojstni dan. Ja, nihče drug kakor naš predragi profesor Peter Krebelj praznuje na današnji dan obletnico prvega jokanja. Še celo poljski sostanovalci so se pridružili čestitkam ter podarili improvizirano darilo. Kasneje, proti večeru, je sledil po urniku tapas večer. Kdor ne ve kaj je to naj kaj hitro uporabi google. Da bi slavljenec doživel mednarodno čestitko je bila zapeta še poljska različica rojstnodnevne pesmi, ki je dokončno sprostila še tiste ovire med nami, ki so ločevali prebivalce dvoje različnih držav. Še nedolžni španski obiskovalec puba je izkoristil priložnost in se slikal z razlogom za popevanje. Tako se je nekako tapas večer spremenil skorajda v spontano zabavo za rojstni dan.
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Monday. Let it be Spanish or Slovenian, the day seems to last forever. It was tough for everyone to get out of the bed which tempted us into it's warm embrace. Somehow we managed to get up and mentally prepare ourselves for work. Don't get me wrong, our jobs aren't hard but we'd all rather stay at home. One group had to leave early since they had to travel to the nearby city. We soon followed, although our road was both long and short. Even at our workplaces, you could see we all missed the last weekend.
Afternoon was, unlike the first part of the day, very exciting. For a start, there was a surprise waiting for our professor, when we all sang the happy birthday song to him. Yeah, none other than our beloved professor Peter Krebelj, is celebrating his birthday. Even the Poles joined in and gave him an improvised present. Later, after evening, followed the scheduled tapas night. Google it. But in order for the birthday boy to receive a international congratulations, a Polish version of the happy birthday song was sung., which removed the last obstacles, that separates the people of two diferent countries. Even an innocent Spanish bystander of the pub used this opportunity to take a picture. So in a way, this tapas night transformed into a spontaneous birthday party.
Quote of the day:
Love is my religion - Bob Marley (original quote)
Popoldan je bil, za razliko od prvega dela dneva, veliko bolj pester. Za začetek je čakalo profesorja presenečenje, ko smo mu vsi družno zapeli pesem za rojstni dan. Ja, nihče drug kakor naš predragi profesor Peter Krebelj praznuje na današnji dan obletnico prvega jokanja. Še celo poljski sostanovalci so se pridružili čestitkam ter podarili improvizirano darilo. Kasneje, proti večeru, je sledil po urniku tapas večer. Kdor ne ve kaj je to naj kaj hitro uporabi google. Da bi slavljenec doživel mednarodno čestitko je bila zapeta še poljska različica rojstnodnevne pesmi, ki je dokončno sprostila še tiste ovire med nami, ki so ločevali prebivalce dvoje različnih držav. Še nedolžni španski obiskovalec puba je izkoristil priložnost in se slikal z razlogom za popevanje. Tako se je nekako tapas večer spremenil skorajda v spontano zabavo za rojstni dan.
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Monday. Let it be Spanish or Slovenian, the day seems to last forever. It was tough for everyone to get out of the bed which tempted us into it's warm embrace. Somehow we managed to get up and mentally prepare ourselves for work. Don't get me wrong, our jobs aren't hard but we'd all rather stay at home. One group had to leave early since they had to travel to the nearby city. We soon followed, although our road was both long and short. Even at our workplaces, you could see we all missed the last weekend.
Afternoon was, unlike the first part of the day, very exciting. For a start, there was a surprise waiting for our professor, when we all sang the happy birthday song to him. Yeah, none other than our beloved professor Peter Krebelj, is celebrating his birthday. Even the Poles joined in and gave him an improvised present. Later, after evening, followed the scheduled tapas night. Google it. But in order for the birthday boy to receive a international congratulations, a Polish version of the happy birthday song was sung., which removed the last obstacles, that separates the people of two diferent countries. Even an innocent Spanish bystander of the pub used this opportunity to take a picture. So in a way, this tapas night transformed into a spontaneous birthday party.
Quote of the day:
Love is my religion - Bob Marley (original quote)