Friday, May 17, 2013

Pain in the ass


I am writing this post to complain. I don′ t like when people are doing that on random basis, but sometimes it just makes you feel better. I am sitting at home in rainy weather, waiting to get some news from probably the coolest hang gliding competition on the planet – Race and Rally. Like a hungry dog is waiting for a bone. My car is broken and our government is doing everything that I cannot get new yearly toll ticket for my future car. They say the only way to get a new vignette is to own paper from the scrapping company, where is clearly stated the car was demolished. They must be crazy! Austrian government has pretty much the same idea. I have yearly Austrian vignette too. I will see who will be nicer and will get me a new toll ticket faster.  
What will they do at the scrapping company? Probably scrap some other material and sell my car for the spare parts.
 Well, a lot of time we hear country is people and they vote for their rules and government and all that crap. As a small country like we are, little more than two million people, it is really unbelievable we have so many people in the public service. We have, parliament with left, right, pink, purple green ones, departments, institutes, 212 municipalities, with the mayors and they have secretaries, representatives, cleaning personnel, cars...  
As a transit country we are selling expensive toll tickets for the shitty roads.
I already mentioned many times that the only think we need in our government are few people that are good with statistics and computers. All the other money grabbers should get a proper farm work. They should make food, not like now, when they only make shit.
Enough of complaining, not everything is bed. My friend Josa took me flying, Andrej drove me paddling and with Jurgen we had some nice time for my birthday. We overslept at the top of the mountain, had a great breakfast and really nice flights. He managed to climb over the clouds and was happy like a child when showing me his photos.
 Tomorrow I go to Croatia. Maybe they will totally check us out at the border. Just one more time before there is the boarder no more. 

Some photos from our flying weekend: 






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