For a while, boys and me silently stood near the lake watching it and trying to absorb all its beauty. I could not tear my eyes away from it. Without saying goodbye, I went inside the hotel café for several minutes, and when I came back, boys were gone. However, it was very likely that I would meet them again because there was only one way to the bus stop. It was time to walk all 9 kilometers back. The rain got heavier. It got darker. I realized that I did not want to leave Morske Oko. I had to force myself to move and looked back several times at the lake, until it was not to be seen any more. I also felt tired. It seemed boring to walk the same way again. I decided that if there would be carriages with horses (the only transport there), I would take one to spend less time under the rain.
WarDiary #28 Vacation in wartime (Part 3)
WarDiary #28 Vacation in wartime (Part 3)
WarDiary #28 Vacation in wartime (Part 3)
For a while, boys and me silently stood near the lake watching it and trying to absorb all its beauty. I could not tear my eyes away from it. Without saying goodbye, I went inside the hotel café for several minutes, and when I came back, boys were gone. However, it was very likely that I would meet them again because there was only one way to the bus stop. It was time to walk all 9 kilometers back. The rain got heavier. It got darker. I realized that I did not want to leave Morske Oko. I had to force myself to move and looked back several times at the lake, until it was not to be seen any more. I also felt tired. It seemed boring to walk the same way again. I decided that if there would be carriages with horses (the only transport there), I would take one to spend less time under the rain.