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Liz takes a picture.
Nature up close and personal.
Pond.
One last shot on the way to catch the bus back to Camp Cat.
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The lighting wasn't nearly as good in late afternoon, so I got a lot fewer interesting photos after lunch, but I did get a few.
Water on the C trail.
More water on the C trail.
Tree.
The rickety bridge.
It's almost unbelievable how clear the water is here.
This boat was tucked in a corner near a cave.
Waterfall head on.
A small pool at the top of a waterfall.
Log in another pool.
One day in Zagreb was quite enough for just about everyone. However, we had no plan and about six days left before we had to be back in Budapest. We had pretty much ruled out Dubrovnik at this point as it was too far. A couple of Australians we met at the train station the night we arrived in Zagreb were on their way to a national park they had heard about. James had seen something about it somewhere else and insisted we go check it out. So, he and Timika figured out how to get out there, booked us a couple of cabins and we headed to the bus station. The bus trip was about three or four hours driving into nothing. We didn't realize the cabins were a couple of kilometers from the park entrance and inadvertently missed our stop. Eventually, we were able to catch a bus back a stop to Camp "Korana," which we decide meant cat, since there were so many feral cats about the place.
Dinner came in the form of the "party mix," a selection of meats in a package, chips, cheese, crackers and loads of beer, all procured from the general store. We spent the evening playing cards with some Finnish guys and making plans for the next morning.
We arrived in Zagreb around 10:00 and set out immediately for the hostel. We had to take the tram all the way across town to the edge of the suburbs. There is a chocolate factory on the corner by the tram station, and one can smell it throughout the neighborhood. We trekked to the hostel, checked in, got directions to an all night gas station with food and set out. I got my first (and only) Yugo sighting behind the gas station. I also had my first taste of the pepperoni sandwiches they sell in all the convenience stores. I would be eating them for the remainder of our stay in Croatia.
The next morning, we set out to explore Zagreb proper, starting with the neighborhood around the hostel, as we heard there was a good restaurant down the street.
Graffiti.
Apartment building.
TRG Ban Josip Jelacic.
Remains of the market, TRG Ban Josip Jelacic. This is right down the plaza from the Rubelj Grill, where we ended up eating excellent pizza some five hours later. (No my color-correction skills did not suddenly massively improve. The next two rolls are slide.)
We foolishly did not purchase return tickets from Tokaj. I'm not sure why. It might have been because we thought we might have been able to buy tickets direct to Zagreb. There was no such luck, however, and we took the same train from Tokaj back to Budapest with about 2 hours before the next train to Zagreb. We spent about 40 minutes standing in a huge queue in the international ticket wing. We could have been out of there in 3 minutes if we'd bought the tickets on Sunday. We ended up with a person in 2 different queues hoping that one of them would be quick. After buying tickets, we decided there was time for a meal in train station restaurant.
That meal, improbably enough, ended up being one of the best of our trip. James and I got our chance here for a good bowl of the cold fruit soup, and it was excellent. I had the veal with pancakes (I forget the Hungarian name), and that was also excellent. And I was expecting overpriced, mediocre food. I spent most of the rest of the 30 minutes before our train attempting to call the hostel in Zagreb to let them know we'd be in about a half-hour after front desk closing. I'm not sure why it's so difficult to use the international phone cards in
Hungary, but I had problems the whole trip.
Random train yard approaching Budapest.
Lake Balaton from the train.
I'm posting from Zagreb, Croatia. Yesterday was another day chock full of walking, eating and drinking. We arrived late Tuesday night by train and made our way on the tram to the hostel, which is out in the suburbs a bit. There's a cake factory up the street, which makes the neighborhood smell nice.
Yesterday, we took the bus to the airport to meet Timika, then spent the rest of the day wandering Old Town. We had lunch at a place near the hostel, drinks at Tolkien's House and dinner at some pizzeria. Today, we're headed to Rijeka, although we have no place to stay and we don't know where we're going or what we're doing once we get there. We'll probably be headed for some islands and maybe Ljubljana and/or Trieste.
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