Melita, zaposlenica IKS-a je 1. kolovoza odlučila mene i volontere povesti na izlet u Bosnu. Dan je započeo komplikacijom jer kombi koji nas je tamo trebao odvesti nije htio upaliti. Melita je u pomoć pozvala Tamaru (šeficu) koja je uspjela ponovno pokrenuti kombi. Napokon smo krenuli oko 11 sati, a Melita nas je zaustavila u gradu Hrvatska Kostajnica da nam pokaže vrhunski pogled na grad i spomenik projektiran u čast novinara poginulog na tom mjestu.
Kad smo stigli na granicu, vidjeli smo da je puno automobila pokušavalo prijeći granicu, zato je Melita parkirala auto, a mi smo granicu prešli pješice. Nakon što smo primili pečat u našim putovnicama fotografirali smo se ispred bosanske zastave, prije nego što smo krenuli u kratki obilazak pograničnog grada Kostajnica. Obišli smo tržnicu i jeli u restorančiću u blizini gdje sam imala priliku kušati poznate „ćevape“.
Nakon toga smo se vratili do kombija da krenemo u smjeru druge destinacije na plivanje. Na putu smo stali na izvoru pitke vode da se osvježimo i tada nas je kombi odlučio još jednom napustiti. Na sreću i zahvaljujući velikodušnoj pomoći prolaznika uspjeli smo se vratiti u Petrinju, ali nažalost nismo mogli plivati u Uni.
Srećom, bilo je to smiješno iskustvo za proživjeti s drugim volonterima i zabavna priča za podijeliti sa svojom obitelji kad dođem kući.
On August 1st, Melita IKS employee decided to take me and the volunteers to Bosnia. The day looked complicated as the truck that was supposed to drive us there did not want to start. Melita had to call Tamara (the boss) to the rescue who managed to restart the truck. We finally took off around 11am, and Melita stopped us in the town of Hrvatska Kostajnica to show us a superb view of the city and a monument designed in honor of a journalist shot at this place.
When we arrived at the border we found that there were a lot of cars trying to cross the border, that’s why Melita parked the car and we crossed the border by foot. After receiving a stamp in our passporta we each took a picture in front of the Bosnian flag before taking a short tour in the border city Kostajnica. We went around the market and ate in a small restaurant nearby where I had the opportunity to taste the famous “ćevapi”.
After that we returned to the truck to take the direction of another destination where we can swim. On the way we stopped at a spring of drinking water to refresh ourselves and that’s when the truck decided once again to let go of us. Luckily, and thanks to the generous help of passerbys we managed to return to Petrinja but unfortunately we were not able to swim in Una.
Fortunately, it was a funny experience to live through wtih other volunteers and it’s a fun story to tell my family when I get home.