So. I went back today. I woke up early to take the 08:00 bus. Around 45 minutes later I arrived at the medieval festival. Turns out it opens at 12:00, not 09:00 as I had imagined.... And my bus back is at 12:30....
Wondering what to do for the next 3 hours, I decide to climb the nearby hill. In the back of my head I had already decided that I want to give her flowers. I ascended for just over an hour, and reached a meadow with a view:
I picked a few flowers, and bound them together with some straw. These were for her.
There was a long queue by the entrance to the medieval festival. My measly 30 minutes started shrinking. Once I got in, I spent the first 10 minutes hesitating, I got really nervous.
Then I saw her. She was busy. I had less than 10 minutes. I walked up to her, and we greeted each other, both remembering each other's names. She told me that I had really made her day yesterday, and she couldn't stop smiling. That made me melt inside. I told her that I walked up the mountain today, and picked her some flowers from up there, and asked if she would accept as my token of admiration (it had been over an hour, the poor flowers had seen better days). She happily accepted, and said that the views up there must have been nice, to which I said, not as nice as here! We laughed a little.
Very sadly, it was my time to go. I did ask her for her IG though, so there just may be a part 3!
