18.06.2011 - 18.06.2011 27 °C
We spent this morning packing up. We had 2500 fortin (9.5 euro) to spend before we left at 1300. We started with coffee, two espressos a small loaf of bread and some butter 430. We walked to the market. A bag of cherries 150. A bag of sausage 225. Darn, we still had a lot. 640 on transit, 450 on a langos, 400 on a bag of paprika and finally 205 in the homeless man’s cup outside. That was a challenge!
Our train left on time and in our car were three other Canadians. They were Julie, Martin and Fred from Montreal. Musicians, they were traveling a bit in Europe, doing a few shows, something they do a few times a year. They had finished up touring and now they were to enjoy Zagreb. We chatted it up for a while before settling down for a long ride. Somewhere around 1800 the train stopped. We sat for what felt like a very long time in a very hot train. Eventually a big guy came on board asking for passports. We scrambled, no one was expecting it. He went away and another guy followed “Hungarian customs, do you have anything to declare?” We said no and he went on his way. A few minutes later a woman came on board asking for passports again, we had all put them away so we scrambled again. All was well and she left. Then ANOTHER guy came on board “Croatian customs, do you have anything to declare?” Of course we all said no and after a sweep of the cabin he was gone. Croatia, as it turns out is not part of the EU.
After the train finally started moving another guy came to the cabin to check our tickets, he announced that we would be getting off at a stop with a name I don’t remember. Not Zagreb, there was construction on the tracks we had to take a bus. We all looked at each other a little baffled and started getting ready. Once the train reached the platform 15 minutes later, we all jumped off. The trains only give you about a minute to disembark before they take off again. Fred found us the buses and we all hopped on. We rode the crazy bus overtaking tractors on narrow streets and flying around corners for 30 minutes until we stopped again. We didn’t understand right away but we got back on a train. We went directly to Zagreb and ended up only 30 minutes late, we arrived at 2020.
We took the tram to our guesthouse and dropped our bags. On recommendation of our host we found some “typical Croatian food” whatever that means, it wasn’t very good. Because we are staying the the suburbs we took the metro back home and somehow, even though all we did was travel, we in our exhaustion, slept instantly.