In spite of it all...

The best result of the mentioned difficult December exams was not my feeling not so dull after all, but my meeting and gaining a new friend, Katie, with whom I shared not only the pre-exam stress and notes, but also quite a lot of other joys, worries and interests. She was expelled from our faculty because of her being ill (and hospitalized), working too much and caring about others too much. Luckily, after a tough fight with several offices she was allowed to continue her studies on condition that she passes those big exams successfully. We did, and thus became classmates, which helped me to survive otherwise very difficult and lonely year of lectures and seminars, as almost all of my former friends and classmates have been expelled /chosen a different specailization/gone to Erasmus.
When the academic year ended, we wanted to spend at least part of the summer together as well. I was quite sceptical that we would have the chance to meet at all, as Katie was planning moving to another apartement and changing jobs during the summer among others, and it is always difficult to plan something with me, as my plans usually have to be cancelled because of some last minute disaster.
But Katie came wit an ingenious and generous last moment idea. Her father and part of her family is living in France and they also have there a weekend house in a small village high in the mountains. Katie told me that she and her boyfriend were going to spend a week there and offered me to join them. Tears of gratefull happiness were filling my eyes when she invited me... it was so unexpected that something really nice could be waiting for me... and I had been longing for some fresh air for really long, not to mention seeing the Alps. I have always dreamed about hiking in the Alps during summer, as I am not really an experienced skier and I could hardly afford paying for a winter stay anywhere abroad, anyway. But there was no one I could have gone with, as there were two categories of my friends :
couch potatoes, who would never go somewhere without net conection and shopping centres, and experienced climbers, who would never go to the mountains for a "mere walk".
In spite of all doubts and guilty feelings towards other people, I therefore agreed enhusiastically.
Since the moment Katie told me that the flight and train tickets were booked and paid for, things started to go wrong.
After seeing my sore eye the doctor said that being healthy should be a priority for me and that she could only STRONGLY recommend my NOT going anywhere, as it might get worse and that I had better stayed in bed with those antibiotics.
The nurse, however, whispered to me that she went for her holiday in Egypt having barotitis, which is dangerous especially on a plane, because of the changing air pressure.
It was just a feeble solace, but I was decided already.
In spite of the doctors disapproval and my consciousness I refused to bury my dream so easily.
For all cases, I have established a reliable traveller's policy.
Au revoir!