{"id":4867,"date":"2013-10-22T21:47:34","date_gmt":"2013-10-22T20:47:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/?p=4867"},"modified":"2013-10-22T21:47:34","modified_gmt":"2013-10-22T20:47:34","slug":"kam-jedes-do-svedska-co-do-svedska-proc-pockej-jako-ted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/?p=4867","title":{"rendered":"„Kam jede\u0161?!“ „Do \u0160v\u00e9dska.“ „Co? Do \u0160v\u00e9dska? Pro\u010d? Po\u010dkej, jako te\u010f?“"},"content":{"rendered":"

„How is Sweden?“
\n<\/em>„It’s Sweeden.“
\n<\/em>„No, there is only one e…“
\n<\/em>„Trust me, it’s Sweeden…“<\/em><\/h4>\n

A bylo. M\u00e9 \u010dty\u0159icetiosmihodinov\u00e9 v\u00fdlety, letos podruh\u00fd ve Stockholmu. P\u0159edch\u00e1zela tomu ale spousta jin\u00fdch dobrodru\u017estv\u00ed, kter\u00e9 v\u00e1s ur\u010dit\u011b nesm\u00edrn\u011b zaj\u00edmaj\u00ed. Ve st\u0159edu ve\u010der jsem \u0161la na rande \u010d\u00edslo dv\u011b. Zase nic<\/strong> nebylo, kdyby v\u00e1s to zase zaj\u00edmalo. Briti d\u011bsn\u011b nech\u00e1pou \u010desk\u00fd vtipy. Nebo moje. To je jedno. Na\u0161e sle\u010dna m\u011bla doma p\u00e1rtyh\u00e1rd, necht\u011bla jsem bejt sou\u010d\u00e1st\u00ed n\u011bjak, m\u011bli jsme teda rande v Romsey, ve fakt p\u011bkn\u00fd hospod\u011b. Bylo by to v\u0161echno fajn a v\u011b\u0159\u00edm, \u017ee by mi dal i pusu nebo tak, kdybych ov\u0161em neza\u010dala vid\u011bt r\u016fzn\u00e9 geometrick\u00e9 tvary p\u0159ed ksichtem, nep\u0159estala jsem vid\u011bt, sly\u0161et, vn\u00edmat a rozum\u011bt tak n\u011bjak… v\u0161emu. Kouk\u00e1m se na sebe na z\u00e1chod\u011b do zrcadla, oplachuju si obli\u010dej studenou vodou, beru si dva brufeny na bolest hlavy, \u0159\u00edk\u00e1m si, ty vole, vzpamatuj se aspo\u0148 na chv\u00edli.<\/p>\n

Ne.<\/p>\n

Jsem r\u00e1da, \u017ee v\u016fbec m\u016f\u017eu \u0159\u00eddit dom\u016f. Od\u0159\u00eddila jsem p\u016fl hodinu, skoro si to nepamatuju. Doma celku rozjet\u00e1 p\u00e1rty. Jdu du pokoje, ud\u011bl\u00e1 se mi trochu l\u00edp, p\u00ed\u0161u na posteli je\u0161t\u011b smsky. Najednou p\u0159ijde \u00fapln\u011b nezn\u00e1m\u00fd ciz\u00ed teenager ke mn\u011b do pokoje, sedne si na postel a pov\u00edd\u00e1 si se mnou. Najednou tam jsou v\u0161ichni. Wtf. Mlad\u00e1 je povyhazuje. Jdu do sprchy, potm\u011b. M\u00e1m r\u00e1da se sprchovat potm\u011b. Lehnu si, je\u0161t\u011b p\u00ed\u0161u smsky, pomalu us\u00edn\u00e1m s hroznou migr\u00e9nou, opila bych se jak prase. V polosp\u00e1nku sly\u0161\u00edm z kuchyn\u011b ten blbej zn\u00e1mej hlas.<\/p>\n

„M\u016f\u017eu j\u00edt pozdravit Natalii?“
\n„Ne!“
\n„Je\u017ei\u0161, jenom j\u00ed \u0159eknu ahoj.“
\n„Ne<\/strong> a opova\u017e se j\u00edt k t\u011bm dv\u011b\u0159\u00edm bl\u00ed\u017e!“<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

Us\u00edn\u00e1m. Mo\u017en\u00e1 se mi to jenom zd\u00e1lo, mo\u017en\u00e1 se tohle v\u016fbec nestalo. Mo\u017en\u00e1 jsem to nesly\u0161ela, vymyslelo si to moje podv\u011bdom\u00ed. U\u017e k n\u011bmu nic necejtim, anyway. Moje rychl\u00fd odmilov\u00e1v\u00e1n\u00ed se, d\u00edky za to. R\u00e1no vstanu, je mi docela dob\u0159e. Na to, \u017ee jsem skoro 24 hodin nejedla mi je fajn, jo, je mi fajn. To je dob\u0159e. Sko\u010d\u00edm do sprchy, spala jsem maxim\u00e1ln\u011b 4 hodiny. \u010cern\u00fd krajkov\u00fd spodn\u00ed pr\u00e1dlo, maluju se u zrcadla, ob\u010das se oto\u010d\u00edm a hod\u00edm n\u011bco do p\u0159\u00edru\u010d\u00e1ku na posteli. Ne moc, ne \u010dasto. Prej, \u017ee historie se opakuje. A to nev\u011bd\u011bla je\u0161t\u011b, co se stalo tohle r\u00e1no, p\u0159i tom malov\u00e1n\u00ed se. Jak minule. Rozrazily se dve\u0159e, bez zaklep\u00e1n\u00ed mi stoj\u00ed v pokoji, m\u00e1 otev\u0159enou pusu a \u010dum\u00ed na m\u011b.<\/p>\n

„No, ahoj? Pot\u0159ebuje\u0161 n\u011bco?“
\n„Eeeh, j\u00e1… j\u00e1… no, j\u00e1 jsem se cht\u011bl zeptat… \u017ee to, jsem ud\u011blal sn\u00eddani, tak jestli si ned\u00e1\u0161… t\u0159eba, d\u00e1\u0161 si?“
\n„J\u00c1 JSEM TI \u0158\u00cdKALA, A\u0164 ZAKLEPE\u0160!“<\/strong>
\n„Ne, d\u011bkuju, j\u00e1 nem\u00e1m hlad.“<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Stoj\u00ed tam po\u0159\u00e1d.<\/p>\n

„Je\u0161t\u011b n\u011bco?“
\n„Eeh… ne, hmmmm!“<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

„\u0158\u00edkala jsem ti, a\u0165 klepe\u0161?“
\n„Nechce sn\u00eddani, je alright.“<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Srdce mi bu\u0161\u00ed, polknout nem\u016f\u017eu, jestli k n\u011bmu nic necejtim, tak by to m\u011blo vypadat asi tro\u0161ku jinak. Po patn\u00e1cti minut\u00e1ch mi srdce bu\u0161\u00ed po\u0159\u00e1d stejn\u011b. Nem\u00e1m ho r\u00e1da. Ten hlas, ty o\u010di, jak \u010dum\u00ed. Nem\u00e1m, fakt. Omg I love you.<\/p>\n

Nah\u00e1z\u00edm tot\u00e1ln\u00ed random v\u011bci do kufru, ud\u011bl\u00e1m si vlasy, beru prvn\u00ed boty p\u0159ede dve\u0159ma a sna\u017e\u00edm se ti\u0161e odej\u00edt.<\/p>\n

„Kam jede\u0161?!“
\n„Do \u0160v\u00e9dska.“
\n„Co? Do \u0160v\u00e9dska? Pro\u010d? Po\u010dkej, jako te\u010f?“
\n„Jo, te\u010f jedu do \u0160v\u00e9dska, ahoj!“
\n„Ty vole? Ona fakt jede te\u010f jako do \u0160v\u00e9dska? Jen tak?“<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

Sed\u00edm v aut\u011b. Je hezky. Je teplo. Tri\u010dko, The Kooks a milion dal\u0161\u00edch c\u00e9d\u00e9\u010dek p\u0159ipraven\u00fdch na cestu na Stansted. Dv\u011b hodiny, mo\u017en\u00e1 dv\u011b a p\u016fl pojedu. Beru ob\u0159\u00ed kafe v Cost\u011b, benz\u00edn a jedu. Sn\u00ed\u017e\u00edm cestou pr\u016fm\u011brnou spot\u0159ebu o dva galony, m\u00e1m z toho hroznou radost. Nezastavuju v \u017e\u00e1dn\u00fdm fast foodu. 24 hodin bez j\u00eddla. Nem\u00e1m hlad, ani chu\u0165. Pot\u0159ebuju na z\u00e1chod, zastavuju, kupuju si tu\u0148\u00e1kovej sal\u00e1t a pit\u00ed.<\/p>\n

Na leti\u0161ti jedu do \u0161patn\u00fdho Park and Ride<\/em>, nem\u00e1m moc \u010dasu, mu\u017ei tam mn\u011b naprosto zachra\u0148uj\u00ed, volaj\u00ed na v\u0161echny Park and Ride parkovi\u0161t\u011b okolo leti\u0161t\u011b a ptaj\u00ed se, kdo m\u011b tam m\u00e1. Trv\u00e1 to nekone\u010dn\u011b dlouho, ot\u00e1zky, jestli jsem si to kupovala sama, na jak\u00e9 jm\u00e9no a kdy. N\u00e1hodou ten den v\u00edm \u00fapln\u011b p\u0159esn\u011b, haha. Nikde nen\u00ed \u017e\u00e1dn\u00e1 adresa, nic. Jen, \u017ee m\u00e1m zaplaecno parkov\u00e1n\u00ed za \u00a340 kdesi. Nach\u00e1zej\u00ed! Samoz\u0159ejm\u011b, \u017ee jsem \u00fapln\u011b u vchodu skoro do haly a moje parkovi\u0161t\u011b se nach\u00e1z\u00ed je\u0161t\u011b za long stay, kter\u00fd je stra\u0161nej kus zp\u00e1tky, kus po d\u00e1lnici. Seru na spot\u0159ebu, jedu, co m\u016f\u017eu. P\u0159ijedu, uj\u00ed\u017ed\u00ed mi autobus. \u010cek\u00e1m na dal\u0161\u00ed. Sal\u00e1t j\u00edm za b\u011bhu ke gejtu. Ve \u0160v\u00e9dsku stra\u0161n\u00e1 zima, pr\u0161\u00ed, hnusn\u011b je. Mus\u00edm ject hodinu a p\u016fl autobusem do centra Stockolmu, vid\u00edm Ikeu, tlem\u00edm se hrozn\u011b si sama v buse, po\u0159\u00e1d p\u00ed\u0161u smsky, poslouch\u00e1m The Strokes a t\u011b\u0161\u00edm se na Lucii. Vid\u00edm jejich auto, jdu k n\u011bmu, ona m\u011b nevid\u00ed v\u016fbec a jde n\u011bkam pry\u010d, David sed\u00ed za volantem a tlem\u00ed se na\u0161\u00ed situaci.<\/p>\n

„Ahoj Davide…“
\n„\u010c\u00e1u, tak jak se m\u00e1\u0161?“<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

Drogy, je\u0161t\u011b ani nedojede\u0161 dom\u016f. Pit\u00ed, double nougat. Byly jsme kone\u010dn\u011b ve Skansenu a r\u016fzn\u011b, kde jsme p\u0159edt\u00edm nebyly. Kone\u010dn\u011b jsem jedla hodn\u011b \u0161v\u00e9dsk\u00fdho j\u00eddla a u\u017eila jsem si docela pohodu. I jsem se trochu vyspala! Stra\u0161nej v\u00fdtlem s Jacobem, kv\u016fli m\u00edchan\u00fdm vaj\u00ed\u010dk\u016fm. Snad z fotek nasajete tu zimu.<\/p>\n

\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"\"Nejlep\u0161\u00ed j\u00eddla na sv\u011bt\u011b \u00fapln\u011b. Ob\u0159\u00ed hov\u011bz\u00ed kus masa v om\u00e1\u010dce s cibul\u00ed a slaninou a samoz\u0159ejm\u011b \u0161v\u00e9dsk\u00fd masov\u00fd kuli\u010dky! Fakt jsem si tohle u\u017eila \u00fapln\u011b hrozn\u011b moc a je\u0161t\u011b jsem tam m\u011bla m\u00e1lem rande, \u017ee prej ten p\u00e1n je single, jestli mu ned\u00e1m \u010d\u00edslo. Dobrej, ale ned\u00e1m. Nechci bydlet ve \u0160v\u00e9dsku.<\/em><\/p>\n

Chaotick\u00fd a hektick\u00fd odjezd dom\u016f. O p\u016fl jeden\u00e1ct\u00fd ve\u010der na papri\u010dky<\/em> se dozv\u00edd\u00e1me, \u017ee \u017e\u00e1dnej odvoz r\u00e1no na autobus se nekon\u00e1, tud\u00ed\u017e si m\u00e1m vz\u00edt tax\u00edk. Samoz\u0159ejm\u011b, \u017ee to indie tri\u010dko v Monki bylo mnohem d\u016fle\u017eit\u011bj\u0161\u00ed a taky jsem to je\u0161t\u011b nev\u011bd\u011bla. A tak sp\u00edme 4 hodiny, vst\u00e1v\u00e1me ve 3 r\u00e1no, bal\u00edm kufry, zavazuju boty a o p\u016fl \u010dtvrt\u00fd se vyd\u00e1v\u00e1me na metro. Ano. Den p\u0159edt\u00edm v noci zast\u0159elili kluka p\u0159esn\u011b tam, kde jsme odpoledne \u0161ly, den potom taky. Whatever. Stockholm.<\/p>\n

Jsem v autobuse, vd\u011b\u010dn\u00e1. Sn\u00edd\u00e1m na leti\u0161ti, trochu sp\u00edm v letadle, ob\u0159\u00ed sojov\u00fd latt\u00e9 v Cost\u011b na Stanstedu, TEPLO, auto. P\u0159ijedu dom\u016f, doma stra\u0161n\u011b moc lid\u00ed, jsem hrozn\u011b rozt\u011bkan\u00e1, nevyspal\u00e1, unaven\u00e1. Roh<\/em> m\u011b tlem\u00ed, je mu to jasn\u00fd \u00fapln\u011b v\u0161echno. No a co. Asi byla p\u00e1rty, pan\u00edm\u00e1ma je zna\u010dn\u011b spole\u010densky unaven\u00e1 a k\u00fdvne mi \u00fapln\u011b na v\u0161echno co navrhuju ud\u011blat, za\u0159\u00eddit, nakoupit tenhle t\u00fdden. Ok, super, to se mi l\u00edb\u00ed, mus\u00edm to m\u00edt j\u00e1 pod kontrolou.<\/p>\n

No, asi nem\u016f\u017eu. Cht\u011bla jsem, bylo to fajn, ale nem\u016f\u017eu. Smsky. Tak n\u011bjak cejt\u00edm, \u017ee by m\u011b asi cht\u011bl a t\u00edm p\u00e1dem to v\u0161echno kon\u010d\u00ed. Jsem trag\u00e9d, ale mus\u00edm se tr\u00e1pit, abych byla happy, tohle je moc jednoduch\u00fd. V\u016fbec nevim, je bo\u017e\u00ed. Ale prost\u011b. Achjo.<\/p>\n

Jo a m\u00e1m dneska sv\u00e1tek a nic jsem si nekoupila, \u017e\u00e1dnej d\u00e1rek! >_<<\/p>\n

Bo\u017e\u00ed bou\u0159ka dneska, nejv\u011bt\u0161\u00ed, co jsem v UK za\u017eila skoro za dva roky. Faksejk. Jsem skoro dva roky v UK a pamatuju si z\u00e1pisky, jak p\u00ed\u0161u, \u017ee asi polet\u00edm do UK, \u017ee m\u011b v Buk\u00e1ch v\u0161ecko sere. No, bylo to ka\u017edop\u00e1dn\u011b nejlep\u0161\u00ed rozhodnut\u00ed m\u00fdho \u017eivota, a\u0165 se s nim d\u011bje co se d\u011bje.<\/p>\n

See you later brat\u0159e.<\/p>\n

„Hlavn\u011b to nikomu ne\u0159\u00edkej…“
\n„Co? \u017de m\u00e1me tu mapu?“ <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

„How is Sweden?“ „It’s Sweeden.“ „No, there is only one e…“ „Trust me, it’s Sweeden…“ A bylo. M\u00e9 \u010dty\u0159icetiosmihodinov\u00e9…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[13,22,23],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4867"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4867"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4867\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4897,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4867\/revisions\/4897"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4867"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4867"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.aguidetolovelossanddesperation.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4867"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}