– As far from what you related until now, it comes out you are a “travelled” man in this world, a polite one, so please prove that what I earlier affirmed is true! The dressed up guy chewed up.
– Who’s proving! Each one says whatever he likes – goes ahead the drunk guy.
– Each one says whatever he understands from this manifestation – I fill in.
– Sir, now you can really say whatever you please, but with a few months earlier? The dressed up guy asks.
– He…he… than this bus was taking me straight to he…he…laughs the drunk guy.
– Well, you see! You can say anything now, but a normal man, a polite man doesn’t offend anyone! This is something that cannot be done. It has never been done. Not even in the time of Napoleon, who was buried in seven coffins and taken at the “disabled grave”, something like this was never done, and in that time the ethics were ethics, the dressed man says.
– Dome …I say.
– What? The dressed man asks.
– The DOME… The Disabled Dome – I come again with the assignation.
– Yes… yes… the Dome, admits the dressed up.
– Listen, I am a travelled man too and I know why Zoe wanted to come to Maramures. He found one with …and he makes the specific sign … and she was saying about the golden casket of …five, five caskets had the defunct – the drunk guy continued.
– No, it wasn’t from gold, it was from ebony. The ebony is the heaviest and strongest wood from the world – the dressed guy corrects him.
– When they took out Napoleon from the coffin, he looked just like me, and he puts his both hands on the lapels of his coat, giving us the chance to admire in him the great Napoleon.
– Yes… yes…ebony – resumed the drunken guy.
– Yes. But now you should say sorry to the lady! A polite man, well mannered, travelled, with your background, it would be impossible to be uneducated – the dressed up teases him.

– We, the ones that live in Hatvan aren’t so polite. We are more half-witted.
– You are just acting, I know for sure you are not moved in the Hatvan – the dressed up didn’t forgive him.
– And what if? I still get off there – the drunken guy cut him, after which he finally kept still.
– Sir, be a man! The dressed up inflames him.
At this the drunken guy turns his back, looks at the woman who from the discussion with the window ignored him, shakes his head and gets off the bus that in the meantime stopped. After him almost half of the bus population got off.
– Sit down! The dressed up asked me.
– Thank you, but I get off at the first stop – I answer.
– Come away, please sit down! I sit.
Sir, this is how people are these days! The dressed up continued. You fight a life time, you work out to educate them, they drink a glass of plum brandy and all the teaching and education is for nothing …
In that moment, a man of nearly 50 years old, short of stature, with the face red, particularity of wine drinkers and the agility that only wine could give, rushes over me. I didn’t know him and I didn’t understand what he wanted, moment in which the dressed up addresses.
– Who was working, you … bastard …were you? … You, who has lived close to one’s belly … at the security unit?! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself, you pig?!
I was put in a particular situation, an unpleasant situation. I leant down as to leave the words to pass over me, to whom it was addressed, so it won’t beat me also.
– Hey, you shut up! I know who you are, you over come yourself, I’ll fix you up! The dressed up replies to the one with the face red from wine.
– You don’t address me with you – the wine drinker says – you address to me with Sir …you idiot! You somehow think I am afraid of you, you zombie! Take a look here and see some worked hands! That’s why I’m not afraid of you! Let me see your fit chew mittens and remember that who works doesn’t fear you and your “brave” bandits!

The bus stops in the station, I get off … My soul was heavy. Then, when you want to find the truth, a small truth, the world cuts off, pulls back. But then a glass of wine, of alcohol, is enough to find out about true adventure novels, history in countless volumes, but more precisely the hour of that time you are living in, the “worm” that crunches each one of us and which they “free” when drinking.
The next day I see the “educated drunk”, the one that didn’t get to apologize to the lady from the bus, driving a car through town, a barrow with engine, what else … a traveled man …
– Yes, you can find out a lot of strange things in a trip like that, as short as it could get!
– Listen, now, that we still have some way to go –Buia Toma continued- and my feet can’t bear longer, I would tell you another story with the boy of this bus driver, who became a driver too.
– If you have the pleasure, please tell me.
– It is known that the human kind is a high-minded being and if we analyze this a little, a man, in its lifetime, related to the universal clock, is nothing, inconceivable small. We could say that at its immensity, of universe, the human kind is nothing more than a crumb. This fact cannot satisfy his EGO, the inner man, so for his huge passage through this world, in which he wants to satisfy his high-minded of superior entity, concluded that: “A man didn’t live his life for nothing if he built a house, bed a tree and raised a child”
The fair from “Rodna” is an event of mark, which repeats weekly, for every Saturday, although that in fact it’s just an ordeal for those who attend it. On the other hand, it’s a big shame not attending it, not being seen there, not being able to have something to talk about on Sunday before the movie, or the ball, about what you have seen at the fair or did at the fair, bought at the fair.
The fair takes place on a small street of few meters long and about 4 meters wide. Through this dike, tunnel or bottleneck, from 5 o’clock in the morning till 11 o’clock around 3-5 thousand people are on the rack, natives or people that come from other villages.
In this way getting to make this distance can be achieved only by stepping a meter in one minute, due to the continual face-back perturbation, at which even if you don’t want to participate, you are enforced to, being wired at this multitude of people on going.