What a day

What a day


It was very sunny day. Me my father and his friend decided to go to Austria that weekend. When we were close to abroad it turned out that one of us had forgotten his passport so we had to come back to Lubin. When we were at the border crossing we were forced to wait two hours because all computers there were broken down. When we already arrived in Germany everything was great. Till time, when we stopped at the petrol station. Woman working there told us that they did not accept credit cards we had. We did not know what to do, what is more, it was raining and we were hungry. We tried to find another petrol station but while we were driving the car stopped, fuel tank was empty. We called for road assistance and they took our car. Afterwards we called my uncle Tomasz, fortunately he was able to come but tomorrow so we had to find some place to stay for one night. It was really horrible no one wanted to put us up. After three hours of searching finally we found not reserved rooms in some friendly guy's motel who was German and his name was Fred. We told him about our situation. Tomorrow morning we came back to Poland with my uncle.