My initial plan was to get the airport bus to, well, the airport. As can be seen here, I was doing very well with this strategy, until a customer in the queue told me that the card machines had all broken on the buses. As a card only person and with no Jonathan available, that meant matters were becoming more complex. The bus driver told me that there was another bus, but when pushed slightly, he admitted that the card machine was broken on that too. I did think to myself that this wouldn’t happen in Poland, but I decided not to say anything.
So, I came up with a plan. It’s quite hard for me to withdraw money due to how my card set-up works, and it would cost around €7 in fees to do so anyway on top of what I drew out. I had a look at Uber and realised that a taxi would cost €13. My plan was to walk towards the airport while waiting for the Uber fare to fall. Against all reasonable expectations, this strategy actually worked. I watched the price decline from €13 to €11 and finally to €9, transforming an inconvenient walk into a very small but surprisingly satisfying exercise in transport market speculation.
At that point, I ordered the Uber, which immediately sent a message to my friend Liam as part of my security settings. This was a pleasant little interruption for him, as he had presumably begun his day hoping to become my remote Croatian transport supervisor. The driver arrived promptly and, with all that arranged, I reached the airport safely and in good time for my flight to Poland.