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Sleeping in the dormitory
Several times I have had to sleep in the dormitory. But doing it with 20 teenagers during the Vienna tournament is the top.
We sleep in sleeping bags inside classrooms, on camp mattresses, all together! Unforgettable are the teenage smells made worse by uniforms that can’t be washed and with which we play 4/5 games. After a while you get used to everything.
For me, who, when I lay down, would fall asleep instantly, it is harder to bear the fact that even after turning off the light, it takes a while before there is no one to do the line and keep everyone awake.
The mere sports result is what interests us the least. It makes the always pleasant chatting with colleagues and being with the kids and seeing them have fun. For some of them it is an unforgettable experience. Besides getting them all home safely, the goal is to wear them out with very long walks in order to get to sleep. So we walk around, and a lot, to the various points of interest in the city. By now we know it so well that we can afford a few inventions, like the fountain where the beer used to come out.
The visit to Salzburg
With the troop along, of course, they are somewhat superficial tours. A couple of times, however, after loading mine onto the bus and leaving them in the care of colleagues, I stayed to experience the city a bit properly. In addition, I once enriched it with a visit to Salzburg and another to Bratislava.
In Salzburg I really enjoyed the tour in the salt mine , which gave the city its name and allowed it to become rich.
The ailments
The problem is if someone or many people get sick. Once we created a lazaret, there were so many that there was no need to ask any healthy people to sleep in the dormitory with the sick. One year when Easter came very early, Vienna was completely snowed in and several people caught cold. By the way, that time we were particularly numerous and together with a colleague we even had to drive a small bus across the Alps in a blizzard.
I once had physical problems myself, just on the last night at the Prater, and so fortunately I was able to leave my team with a colleague; I puked my guts out, I had been bothered by some cabbage I had eaten at a lunch buffet. It’s not easy to please kids about food if you don’t want to take them to the usual fast foods all the time.
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