My father always use to tell me: Time solves everything. His is right...My "MOT problema" dissapeared. Mr. Andreas you are great. I was not so brave to apply today the things I was planning yesterday. It just doesn't work like this here. It just isn't in my way. I went to the guy and gave him the keys to my car and, in the afternoon, my car was fixed and the MOT passed. That's it. My worries vanished....but, I think I start to develop a passion for worries. Small things can become tragedies. Now the extra ~10 kg of my luggage is my new "problema". Tomorrow I'll be going for Easter in Romania. I'll spend one week with my dear familly. Even though now I am worried about the fact that the persons at the border may discover all the gifts I carry home and ask me to pay taxes I am convinced that the day after tommorow, when I will be home in Romania I will be saying just like I say now: Let's forget about extra baggage.
The bottom line should be: when I'm worried I'll just remember my father's saying and tell myself: Let's forget about...worries. Numai maine nu-i poimaine :)
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