Category: Zagreb Life
Standing in the rain.
I’m standing in the park under a tree. It’s raining. I’m getting wet, but not as wet as out there, in the open. Little balls of hail break through, like seed pods. One hits me on the back of my neck, but it doesn’t hurt. These are the things that...
The Princess and Me
I met a princess last week. A real life princess who, the moment she met me, immediately disliked me.
A bottle of scotch and a plastic bag
I am here to pay my bills – electricity, gas, internet.
He is here to buy a scotch and a coke.
Park benches
I saw that there was a hole in my bag, from shoving too many things in it. I must get that fixed.
A park democracy
Croatians spend a lot of time in parks. Well, at least, Zagrebians do. And mostly I mean Zagrebian teenagers. Walking home from my (very long, very late) train trip on Saturday night, I walked through several parks in which youths – yes, youths – were sitting on park benches and...
Spargel time
I know it’s spring because I’m mainlining Claratyne. Also, there is asparagus everywhere.
Happy places
For those of you playing along at home, you may have noticed that I’m posting a lot more lately. Yes, once again, I’m trying to do a post a day for a month, just to prove I can. (If I can.) I’ve been managing pretty well so far, which is...
Changing routes
My office moved locations this week and of course, as I must go where it goes, so did I. My 45 minute walk is now closer to an hour, through largely the same space and along the same roads, but where it differs it really does… differ. I still walk...
