Sometimes, I guess, it's just nice to say hello

Sometimes I just cannot believe things can be so... so ... just so damn beautiful in our country. Well acually even around my home...

Today I woke up exactly when the sun started to rise behind the distant hill called Krim. I woke up so early on purpuse becouse I knew the sight will be soooo beautiful. I admired the sun for nearly an hour, then I sat on my brothers' cool bike and ride to the Rakitna lake 31km away near that Krim hill... the countryside was awsome. There was nature waking up, everything was astonishing and green and the road was quiet and perfect for biking, listening to songs and watching around. I said to myself: "Just perfect!" and I wanted to sream because of all the joy in me... before I arrived to the lake I had to conquer the great rise in the road - nearly an hour of biking up the hill and only 13km. But it wasn't such a big deal because the sun was not so hot at that early morning hours... Nevertheless I was more than happy when I reached my goal-destination and jumped into the fresh lake water.

For an hour I rested beside the lake and just cherishing the free time and the free chances I have in my life and today. Then something funny happend...

I was reading a book and some man asked me for my attention. At first when I heard the voice I was convinced that it wasn't "for me" but soon he repeated saying hello to me so I had to turn around to see who on earth wants something from me.

"Hello, I was wandering... Can I interrupt your reading and join you for a small talk or something?"
I surely did not expect this, so reaction on my face was something between "what!!??" and "yeah right, you must be kidding me... where's the candid camera?"
"Hmmm, well, ok i guess... why not."
I closed very interesting book that I was very much interested in reading it as soon as possible to talk "small talk" with a complete stranger. Maybe black hair, attractive appearance and the big black motorbike behind him had to do something ... Anyway... :)

We absolutely did not talk nothing important. I found out his age was probably somehow near my age, that he cherishes the free time for such trips in the nature as it was today, that he works as an electrician for two nights and then rests for two days, that he travelled to Malta, Tunisia, ... and the rest I've forgotten. Well, the talk ended very simply with him offering me his phone number. I somehow expected something that, but still my reaction was somehow silly: "Well, if you give it to me or not, it's all the same to me. In fact I really don't have paper or pen." But then I heard my "a little bit cruel" tone and fixed it with accepting the number and saving it on my mobile phone. After that he surprised me with another cool remark: "Hey, don't bother about this number. You can call me or not, anytime. Also after a month, two, a year. If you'll want to. It's just as simple like that. Just don't bother."

And that was it. Simple, nice, very polite acquaintance combined with mutual staring at the beautiful, beautiful nature around us. Sometimes, I guess, it just sucks to be alone somewhere where is sooo astonishingly beautiful... well sometimes...

I don't know if this man did anything good or wrong to my time, but I'm sure that he added some interesting event to my bike-trip. And I'm glad that he said "hello" to me although I'll never talk to him or think of him again.