Sunday in Humenné, Pentecost. The church is, as is usual, loaded with people standing in the hall and also outside where you can follow the proceedings through loudspeakers. I do like the voice of the female leader of the singing: beautiful, strong and clear.
After the service I prepare to leave for Medzilaborce, where I am supposed to prepare a meal with salmon. I take Ivan, my friend’s father, with me again. My friend is arriving much later, because she was to Presov, to consult a colleague veterinarian. Tobias, the cocker spaniel from my friend, suffers from a tumor in its mouth. After the fish dinner, we return to Hummené.
Whit Monday. My friend operates two dogs and a cat, so she is very busy. Halfway the day, people arrive with a box. In the box is a beautiful black swallow. After a short survey of the bird, my friend walks out, lift her hand with the bird and it flies away. When I comment that this is a € 5 consult, all present look in amazement at me. It is true however, but a veterinarian in Hummené is not like them in the Netherlands: they do a lot of work unpaid for.
On Tuesday my friend had to be up very early, to take her 4y old daughter to hospital for a survey on her heart condition. I brought the little child and her aunt back to Medzilaborce, driving my friend’s car. This car, Mitsubishi Outlander, with an automatic gearbox is very comfortable. I saw the concerns: is this fellow capable of driving an automatic? I told them the facts: in many countries you need an extra driving license to drive a non automatic car! An automatic car does have only two peddles, where non automatic cars have three: that is much more complicated to handle!
Humenné rail international.
Wednesday will be my last day in Hummené. It was also the quietest day, allowing us to have a nice and quiet dinner at a local restaurant.
Thursday morning. I pack, hover the apartment, and see Ivan, Helena (the parents) and the old and ill Cocker Tobias. After that I go see my friend at work to say good bye. As usual she asks me when I am coming back again. I don’t know.
It is around eleven in the morning when I hit the road. The journey goes without any difficulties: fast and secure. Around 04:30 on Friday I am back home, covered 1500kms.
Home bound 1st stop in Poland.
I made my bed and went asleep. Early the same morning I get a phone call: a new born baby girl is announced by my sister. She became a grandmother, again, for the 3rd time.
I am picking up my usual easy life, watching soccer, writing diaries and chatting with the locals.