Man, I'm stoked to be in Croatia. Actually I don't know a single thing about this place and had no intention of visiting. Like most other things thus far, I just came on a whim last minute. I'm writing this on the bus form Zagreb to Zadar, two places I know nothing about. I really enjoyed partying with the French lads and Swedish girl last night. And despite not getting much sleep, I feel awesome. The French lads, like this country, seem to be all about partying. And I think that's what I want right now. I thought I'd wait until meeting up with Karol in Budapest because I'm sure that's going to be ten days of craziness, but I can't wait that long.
Zagreb was fun. The main street for restaurants and bars was a cool place for people watching. And the club we went to was situated right next to a park so there were masses of Friday night people drinking and chilling in the park with convenience store beers. A nice vibe for sure.
Right now the traffic's looking pretty bad. And I hope the air conditioner is good on this bus because it's a scorcher. We've only been on the bus 15 minutes, but the Frenchies have fallen asleep already. They partied even harder than me last night, hitting the tequila and then sitting up with the hostel staff. Cool dudes though. They were planning another night in Zagreb, but when they realized how hot it is here and our room doesn't even have a fan, they decided to hit the coast asap. They invited me to join so here I am.
On my left right now is a local lad. He looks about my age and said he was a skipper of a boat in Zadar so is going there now to work. He came over to bum a cigarette off the lads while we were waiting for the bus. And now he's sat near us. Seems harmless enough sitting there reading a handwritten journal, but I don't really trust him. Maybe I'll chat to him a bit now and see if I can figure him out.
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When we arrived in Zadar, we caught a bus out to a place the French lads had heard there was a good hostel. The hostel seemed cool, plenty of rooms, a bar and games and right next to the water. But unfortunately there were also dozens of kids. A big youth group here for activities. That's not really what I want at a hostel, especially when I want to party.
We checked out the beach in the afternoon. It was alright and very busy. Then we had dinner at the hostel and some beer. Then went into the old city looking for a party. What a disaster! the Old city is wonderful. Really pretty, classy, and a great place for dinner and beers. But we couldn't find a party or busy club anywhere in 3 hours. We enjoyed some local brews while cruising the old streets and checked out a lounge bar owned by the guys from UB40. About 12:30 things started to pick up a little and some locals told us there will be parties starting around 2. We were already exhausted from walking, traveling and last nights party, so caught the last bus home. We chilled at the hostel with out roommate Igor who is a medical student from Moscow who was doing an ENT placement in Zagrab. Interesting guy.
Zagreb was fun. The main street for restaurants and bars was a cool place for people watching. And the club we went to was situated right next to a park so there were masses of Friday night people drinking and chilling in the park with convenience store beers. A nice vibe for sure.
Right now the traffic's looking pretty bad. And I hope the air conditioner is good on this bus because it's a scorcher. We've only been on the bus 15 minutes, but the Frenchies have fallen asleep already. They partied even harder than me last night, hitting the tequila and then sitting up with the hostel staff. Cool dudes though. They were planning another night in Zagreb, but when they realized how hot it is here and our room doesn't even have a fan, they decided to hit the coast asap. They invited me to join so here I am.
On my left right now is a local lad. He looks about my age and said he was a skipper of a boat in Zadar so is going there now to work. He came over to bum a cigarette off the lads while we were waiting for the bus. And now he's sat near us. Seems harmless enough sitting there reading a handwritten journal, but I don't really trust him. Maybe I'll chat to him a bit now and see if I can figure him out.
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When we arrived in Zadar, we caught a bus out to a place the French lads had heard there was a good hostel. The hostel seemed cool, plenty of rooms, a bar and games and right next to the water. But unfortunately there were also dozens of kids. A big youth group here for activities. That's not really what I want at a hostel, especially when I want to party.
We checked out the beach in the afternoon. It was alright and very busy. Then we had dinner at the hostel and some beer. Then went into the old city looking for a party. What a disaster! the Old city is wonderful. Really pretty, classy, and a great place for dinner and beers. But we couldn't find a party or busy club anywhere in 3 hours. We enjoyed some local brews while cruising the old streets and checked out a lounge bar owned by the guys from UB40. About 12:30 things started to pick up a little and some locals told us there will be parties starting around 2. We were already exhausted from walking, traveling and last nights party, so caught the last bus home. We chilled at the hostel with out roommate Igor who is a medical student from Moscow who was doing an ENT placement in Zagrab. Interesting guy.
Taking a dip at the beach with the French lads.
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