It was really nice day. Not too hot, not too cold, just ideal. I was laying on a blanket, touched by last sun's rays and admire how beautiful nature can be. Grass around me was still green, but you could see coming autumn on tree's leaves. They already started to fall on the ground, but the ones which remain, created 'autumn rainbow'.
Wind was warm and gently, you could almost feel like laying in big bath or swimming pool, with warm water around you. I spent all my Saturday outside, to get as much from it as possible, while colder and wetter days were just around the corner. Sun was almost behind the horizon, created by surrender trees, when I began to put my staff back into backpack. I had almost no water left and no food, but I was only 15 mins away from closets store. Path was easy - straight through small forest to the main road, than left to round bound, take first exit, pass the Church and then turn right to reach the store.
My thought stopped for a while with church. I just red an article, about another terrorist, bomb attack in France. And still, president of their country said that they won't close boarders for Muslim people, especially refuges. In the last paragraph, author mentioned about Poland and Hungary in negative way. He wrote, that 'this two countries are stopping the process of solving refuges crisis and doesn't want to offer any help to war victims'. Author also called as xenophobic nationalist.
This words really hurt me. I wanted to comment the article, but this option was grey out. It's in almost all cases, when article is about other than Catholic religion. I guess they are afraid that someone could write something bad about Mahomet and boooom, all news service will be under attack. Or maybe it's just a political correctness. Cawing crowns waked me up.
Five minutes later I was on my bicycle, cycling towards forest. I reached first trees after less than minute. Sun was almost gone now, and it was really dark in there. The path was covered totally by fallen leaves, so I had to guess where holes or branches could be. My thoughts come back to 'terrorist article'. I could agree that some of the people in Poland are close to other religions or any dissimilarity. But we're far away from nationalism. And we're people who really like to help. I think, our behaviour is based on fear. Fear about our own life. And I'm not talking about bomb attacks, I don't think that all Muslim are terrorist. I think we just afraid how our land, land that we fight for not so long time ago, will look like. Women abused in Germany, riots in Sweden.
I was searching my memory for other examples, when my front wheel slept on leaf, and I fell off. I was still laying down and checking my condition, when I heard some noise. Someone closed car doors near me. I looked around, and notice a black, old BMW series 3 parked close to the main road. It was hidden enough for drivers to not see it from the road. I knew who driver and passenger was. I met them few weeks ago, when I was going back home for the first time through this forest. And to be honest, I didn't want to meet them again. Girl was from East part of Ukraine, and come to Poland illegally, just before Crime crisis started. She thought it will be easier to get some job as a cleaner or waitress, but without paper and huge completion, it wasn't. She was good dancer, so she tired in some go-go clubs, but with no luck. I didn't know how she end up on as street hooker, cause before she ended the story, big, angry, neck-less and no Polish speaking guy turned out. He thought that I waste her time and scare clients, so he wanted to take my bike. Fortunately, someone arrived, and I was able to run away. This time could be harder. Fortunately for me, I didn't have any lights on my bike cycle, or reflective clothes, so he didn't notice me yet. I was still on the ground, thinking about some diversion, to avoid second meeting with this couple, when first client arrived. He parked his car close to BMW. I couldn't see his face, as light were still on, and guy didn't come out. Instead girl came in and closed the door. Her bodyguard watch them closely, and after few moment with thumb up, he took a blanket from his car and went away.
That's my chance, I thought. I started to walk slowly, doing big arc around this 'pink parking'. I had to go through some bushes and I stepped in nettles, but I reached road without unwanted meeting. Because I went in opposite direction in a first place, now I had to cycle next to them. I thought that I will accelerate enough to ride unnoticed. Fortunately neither me or bicycle was damage, so my plan worked fine. When I was passing the 'pink parking', I looked to see is the client pleasing process still on. It was coming to end. The green, Citroen was bouncing almost like rappers cars on videos. I looked after big guy, cause he still wasn't in the car. I noticed him few meter away, and couldn't believe what he was doing. Masturbating? Noooo. He was praying, turn to Mecca direction. WTF, I thought. Not my deal, I thought and ride further. After sundown, temperature went down as well, so I was pedalling even faster to reach warm, full of food store. Also, I just reach moment where hard shoulder end, and I had to ride on the line with all cars. With no lights - not so lucky now. I was close to round bound, where more light and side walk starts, when green Citroen passed me. It was the same car, I saw in the woods, few minutes earlier. Reg number was easy to remember, so I was sure. When car slow down before turn, I looked closer, to see who is inside. FCK. I couldn't believe it. I just fu*ing couldn't believe it. I stopped on the middle of road and looked as car turned left and parked. Parked not on an ordinary parking, but... I shook my head, nipped myself to make sure I wasn't lay down in the forest, unconscious.
A priest, damn priest went from a car to sacristy. I was standing there with my mouth wide open, when hunger made me to move. I bought water, some energetic bars and small battle of vodka to clear my mind. I went out, opened the chocolate bar and vodka, took big swallow and...
HAHAHA - I started to laugh hard in one moment. People who passed me, definitely could wonder how drank was I.
Who now dare to call my country xenophobic - I said to myself - land, where Christian priest going for a blow job to Orthodox, secured by Muslim. And after, he get back to pray to Jesus Christ, who was Jewish.
This is what you call religions on the border of contact. Just covered by damn hypocrisy and politics.