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Sunday 20 November 2011

Betty Hrvatski&English versions
















Betty (Hr & English)







Sjela sam na stoti bus preko države od Splita k sjeveru ove godine I čitala Jaka Keouracka ”Na cesti” u originalnom izdanju posuđenom iz Hvarske knjižnice. Knjiga miriše kao da ju se treba udahnuti a moljceva krila stranice se gule dok se okreču. Putnik Jack je prefektni drug za dugo putvoanje. Prekinula sam ga samo da upijem žuto nebo s pistachio rgiama preko , koje su se mjenjale u crveno pa ljubičasto pričajući domorodski jezik koji nisam bila sposobna razumjeti.







Kada se upalila noć bus se zaustavio na uzcestnom kaficu, kupila sam Tvix, smoki I kapučino za šankom, gdje bez uvoda počme pričat engleksa bakica .







Ime joj je Betty.




Betty ima 80 godina I inter-rail kartu.




Dali ju je strah,ne, dapaće putovanje nju jako opušta. Betty je iz Yorkshire. Bila je u Sirakuzi, Siciliji prekjucer.Bila bi uzela nocni vlak al ovo je brze. Jack Keourack koja stara knjiga! Ovo je 17put da je kupila interrail Evrope, a vec je američki interrail prešla 15 puta. Večeras će uzeti vlak za Strazburg ili Grac, ili možda Monako, trebala bi se vratiti kući već če se djeca zabrinuti, 17 dana je na vlaku osim sinoć kada je spavala u 5 zvjezdica palači u Dubrovniku, sretne van sezonske cjene vidis? Nezna dali ima dovljno novaca za jos jednu kafu? Dali ovaj bus ide do kolodvora za vlakove? I mislila je da ne. Gdje je wc molim?







Lebdjela sam do busa facinirana s Betty I zaboravila platiti kapučino .Nije se stvorila na busu. Na tren sam se zamislila pitanjem dali je uopče bila stvarna, I zadržala joj bus. Betty se stvorila ali izgleda da smo zaboravili u medvjed bogatoj Lici nekog momka odjeven kao ljubi-guz koji je čitao instrukcije kako postati političar, dovoljno glup da ga ostavi bus na auto cesti, duhovit ipak da riješi transport do sljedeceg kafića I dobije kontakte vozača da ga pokupi.







Stignevši u Zagreb shvatila sam da me Betty čeka dok izvlačim utorbu autobusa, mandarine, ružmarin, kufer,knjige i platno, dalmatinac putuje lagano kao uvjek. Ona je nosila sandale. Temperatura je bila minus 5 stupnjeva. Englezi na praznicima uvjek ista ododra. Objašnjavanje o tramvaju s mojim konjskim šapatom u oblacima pare iz usta nije baš prošlo pa sam signalizirala da ču je povesti do vlaka s takisejm na putu kući.







Muž joj je bio diagnoziran kao lud prošle godine, I proveo je po godine u ludnici, a sada je opet zdrav hvala Bogu ali ona se trebala malo razveseliti. On nevoli putovati vidiš. Oh ove zgrade izgledaju kao Beč. Betty I njen muz su posjetili Beč za medeni mjesec. Natjerao ju je da tri tjedna provedu studirajuči njemacki na fakultetu. To je njegova vrsta raznode, u svakom slučaju. On je akademik. Studirao je kemiju I pravo kao Margaret Thatcher. Ne ona zeli iči negdje slatko. Negdje maleno. Mozda ce se vratiti u Zagreb sljedeći put. Hvala. Ako slučajno dodeš u Yorkshire. Ma neču ti sada dati broj. Bog Sami, odlično govoriš engleski!
















Betty English







I took the 100th buss cross country from Split north of this year and read Jack Keourack On the road, in its original edition borrowed from Hvar island biblioteque. The book smells like it should be sniffed in, pealing apart as moth wing pages are turned. Jack travelling cross country is perfect company for a long driwe. I interrupted him only to drink in the yellow sun and blue green streaks across it, turing, red and purple talking indigenous I was not capable of interpereting.




When night flicked on bus stopped at a road side bar, I bought a Twix, peanut puffs and went for cappuchino at the bar where an English grandma started talking at me whilst chewing her sandwich.




Her name is Betty.




Betty is 80 and has an inter rail pass.




Is she worried no. Traveling by rail rather relaxes her.




Betty is from Yorkshire. She was in Siracusa Sicily day before yeasterday. She would have taken the train now but this was faster. Jack keurac what n old book she said. This is the 17th time she has taken the inter rail in Europe not to mention 15 interails trough America. She is going to take a train tonghit, to strazbourg or to Graz, or mayby to Monaco, she should get home really her children will get worried she has been on a train last 17 days part from staying in Palazzo 5 stars in dubronik, luckey it was out of season see. Did she have enough money for aonther coffe? Did this bus go straigt to the train station? She thought not. Where is the loo please?







I hovered to the coach bemused by Betty forgot to pay for the capuchino. She did not appear on the bus . I wondered for moment was she even real, held the bus for her.Betty appeared. But aparantly in the bear filled country we had left some young chap dressed a bit like an ass kisser, reading all kinds of how to become a politician instructions, stupid enoguht to be left on a motorway bar, witty enough to auto-stop people on them to driwe him up to the bus and somehow get contacts and hold down the bus.







Arriving in Zagreb I realised Betty was waiting for me as I tugged at intrails of the bus, clementines, rosemary, books, suitcase and a cavass, Dalmatian travelling light per usal. She was in sandals. It was minus 5 degrees. English on holliday per usual. Explaining the tram affair with my raspy horse whisper in clouds of mouth steam did not go, and I signaled to take her to her next train on my way home with the taxi.







Her husband was diagnosed as mad last year, and spent half the year in an asylum and now his is healthey thank god but she just needed to cheer up a little. He doesent like to travel you see. Oh these buildings look like Vienna. Betty and her husband went to vienna for their honey moon. He made them take three weeks of german at the university. That was his kind of holliday any way. No she wants to go somewhere nice. Some where small. She might come back to Zagreb next time. Thank you. Well if you come near Yorkshire. I wont give you my number now. Bye Sammy, you speak wonderful English!




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