In the morning I got up around 8. Right away Tit came over asking whether I’d go into town with him, so I could buy that phone I had told him about yesterday and he had agreed to. I only changed my trousers, the top was passable, because there was no time – when Tit has to wait for someone for a while, he is perfectly capable of just driving off without them. Tit needed to go into town to the Czech Business Insurance Company, where the car was insured, to report the damage caused, set up a meeting with a claims adjuster and so on :).
I would have left the car at Billa and walked the rest, but Tit drove all the way to where the insurance company was supposed to be. Before that he had already driven through all of Cesky Tesin, because he kept looking for a free spot as close as possible – if we hadn’t come in the estate car, he would have found a spot more easily. In the end we left it by the riverbank and walked the short distance, but at that address there were only residential flats.
So we went to the main square to the O2 store, but they were only open from 9 and we got there at 8:30. On the way we saw a CPP sign, but underneath it said that today they were in Trinec on Nabrezi miru. There was no house number given, maybe just a phone number, but Tit had forgotten to bring his phone; maybe he assumed he had it in the car, but as it turned out later, he didn’t.
So we went back to the car and then drove to Trinec. There, however, we realized that we didn’t know where the street Nabrezi miru was. On top of that, I was thinking that there probably isn’t even such a street here – true, the Olza river flows through Trinec, but not through the town centre, and insurance offices are surely always in the centre. We left the car in a car park and went looking for a map. I suggested to Tit that it would be better to ask someone, but he paid no attention to me. After a while we came across a newsstand that had some map in the window, but it wasn’t a map of Trinec, and they didn’t have one anywhere else either.
We went back to the car and drove off, when suddenly a sign caught our eye pointing to Namesti miru. We drove through the whole of it, but even here we had no luck – there were about 3 insurance offices, but none of them was CPP. Next we decided to visit the Town Hall. There was some guy at the reception and he was chatting with another guy. We asked whether he knew where the street Nabrezi miru was. The man at reception said he didn’t know any such street in Trinec and pulled out a map of Trinec; Tit told me to watch what he was pointing at and looking for, because he couldn’t see it without his glasses.
So I watched, but he only found a street called “Miru” in the Kanada district, and he was looking at the area around the Olza river, but there was nothing even remotely like such a street there. Tit didn’t buy the map either; by then he had completely run out of patience, so we got in and drove home. At home Tit called that number and finally reported everything, and the other side told him that today or tomorrow a claims adjuster would get in touch with him, come over to take a look and arrange things. After that we set off for town again.
First we went to O2, where I bought a phone, but not for myself – for my one and only love :-*. Then we went to Castorama in Poland, but parking there was absolute hell. On the way there we ran into some guy who, even though he had an expensive car, was either terribly impatient or completely nuts. He probably doesn’t know that cars already on a roundabout have priority over those entering it.
The roads were completely jammed as it was, and on top of that he was ranting in his car, tapping his forehead and trying to force his way in front of us, even though he wouldn’t have fit there anymore, so both we and he were inching forward a centimetre at a time. Not a single free space and cars everywhere, even in the normally passable lanes. Simply put, when we arrived, another 200 cars came in behind us and everything was completely blocked, including the neighbouring Kaufland car park. Besides, Tit didn’t want to park at Kaufland because we wouldn’t be able to carry the cement that far.
I almost forgot to write what we needed there – it was fence posts and cement, so we could set them in concrete in the ground. And that still wasn’t the whole story of the jammed car park, because it was finished off by the Polish drivers themselves, who, and not only according to statistics, are the worst drivers not just in Europe but maybe in the whole world.
You’d really have to see such “brilliant” drivers for yourself. On the way home, as usual, just Lidl and then home. I preferred to take the phone with me into Lidl, even though in Cesky Tesin there aren’t many Roma yet, but you must never give a thief an opportunity or a chance.
If they stole a phone meant for me, that would be half the trouble, I’d just keep my old one, but stealing a phone meant for someone I love so much – that would be hard to explain :/. And this is the end; part two, where I did the shopping on my own, I’ll add after Saturday :), so that I don’t give everything away here and don’t spoil the surprise.