Category: Zagreb Life

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Park benches

I saw that there was a hole in my bag, from shoving too many things in it. I must get that fixed.

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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...

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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...

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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...

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Temperatura

I popped into the pharmacy yesterday to get some cold and flu pills. “Hello,” I said, in Croatian. “I need something for a cold.” “What symptoms do you have?” asked the pharmacist, also in Croatian. I pointed to my nose, my eyes, my throat. The usual suspects, I thought. “Vitamins?”...

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Around the block

I love Australia, I do. I just spent four weeks there and some things are just so easy. Friendships and socialising, shopping on a Sunday, no cigarettes or smokers, an actual variety of excellent dinner options. But it’s also expensive. Bloody expensive. I’m working from home today, back in Zagreb,...

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Moonset

The tap water is good, but not great. I pull on a pair of cords, woolly socks, boots. Put my hoodie up and put on a jacket. Out into the cold. 6am. The sky is dark; the north star is there between the buildings, but not in the north. Definitely...