an evening in croatia

I like Croatia. As soon as I crossed the border from Hungary the sun seemed a little warmer and the air smelt different. Suddenly signs indicating the Danube cycle path reappeared. The river was beautiful and I rode past a National Park with extensive wetlands. There were a lot of birds. I thought that maybe I should come back some other time with a boat.

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A guy in a red van stopped as I was riding along the road and asked me where I was going to sleep. He invited me to stay the night at his house with his family. He drew me a map and then got back in his van and drove off.

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He came back later on his bicycle to meet me and show me the way.

When we got to his house he cooked sausages and eggs for me and I ate them with his son. Then we went out for a tour of the town and an icecream.

I didn’t learn any Croatian at all. The only language related fact I gained was that Ċ½eljko is a common Croatian name meaning: wish – a longed for wish. I think that’s beautiful. I’d have been happy if my parents had called me that.

People in Croatia are very nice. What more can I say?