Turtles can be irritating pets

So, I havent been updating a lot lately, and Im very sorry, but at this point we are having a lot of normal days. The commute, language class, lunch break at Dolac and class in the afternoon. We usually go for a beer after class and then I go home for dinner.

However, last night was more exciting. Our second weekend in Zagreb, and the first night of Rujanfest, a big beer and music festival near Lake Bundek in Zagreb. Bundek is on the other side of the River Sava, in Novi Grad, or New Zagreb. It was a really interesting time, beer tents, vendors, sellers, and big carnival rides. I didnt take a whole lot of pictures, but imagine a state fair full of Croats. We listened to some music in one of the big tents, and decided to go home around midnight.

Here is where the unfortunate part comes in. After 1130, the trams going around the city are replaced by buses on a different time schedule. We knew this, but didnt think it would be as much of a problem as it was. After we waited for a tram for about a half hour, some boys told us we needed to wait for a bus on the other side of the street instead. So we waited some more. We stupidly continued to take the advice of the boys, and somehow ended up at a packed club on the exact opposite side of Zagreb, with little idea where we were, or what bus to take back. We waited again for a bus, which finally came and drove us all around again, with no idea where we were. Eventually, we made it to the main square, a place we were actually familiar with. With different destinations, a lot of nighttime construction, confusing bus schedules and a man from LA trying to get our phone numbers, the square was just as confusing as the rest of the city. But finding a bus did not help us much, because once we were in the right neighborhood, we wandered around in circles again for a few more hours.

FINALLY, we made it to Avas host parents house, where I decided to stay since my host parents are gone for the weekend, and I was not looking forward to a long, drunken, lonely walk in the dark back to an empty house. The night ended well, raiding the fridge and we finally went to sleep around 5 a.m. It was a rough experience, but it was a good bonding moment for all involved. I think we all got a little frustrated, but our map and some friendly (but maybe not so helpful) people made it easier.

Today I spent hanging out home alone and watching movies, until the electricity went off. This apparently causes turtles to go crazy, and they have been extremely annoying all afternoon. I had to feed them some gross little shrimp claws (or something, thats what they looked like) this morning, so maybe that got them all hopped up. I have been wanting to take them out of their aquarium all afternoon and let them wear their energy out on the floor and not scraping rocks all around and annoying me. Those crazy Croat turtles.

Feeling like a tourist

So, as I wrote last night, today we had a guided tour scheduled to see parts of downtown Zagreb as a group, like true Americans. The tour was great, and I took a lot of interesting pictures, but it was definitely embarrassing to be in a big group of people, all with their cameras out, wandering around and staring. We got to see the main cathedral, that can be seen from all over the downtown. We also saw the square where all the hip people go hang out on Saturday mornings to "see and be seen." I'm working really hard to try and get a feel for where things are in the town, so that I can know where I'm going and get around more easily if I want to go somewhere, so the tour definitely helped.

For lunch, three of us went to a restaurant called Boban, which serves Croatian food. It is a nicer, sit-down type restaurant, really the first we've gone to since we've been here. We all got different types of pasta. I got a four cheese penne, and it was amazing. The dynamic of restaurants seems different here than in the U.S. Waiters don't work for tips, so they seem to be less attentive. Or perhaps that's just for three American college students, it's kind of hard to tell.

After lunch, we walked down the "shopping street," Ilica. The group of us has slowly been working on getting phones, so the three of us went into T-Mobile to find something for our needs. Luckily, it is pretty cheap to buy a phone and a sim card, and put a certain amount of kuna on the card to use, and then reload. This is a pretty perfect situation for us since we won't be here too long. My phone was 150 kuna ($30) and has (I think) 20 kuna loaded on the card. So now it will be much easier to communicate with all the other girls, who live in various places around the city.

Afterwards, of course, espresso at a cafe called Maraschino. The next task was getting home. Yesterday, I was driven by car into the main square, and this morning, my "host dad" showed me how to use the train and tram to get into town. The tram is easy, but I was confused about the train. Luckily, there is an alternate route that is just a longer tram ride and more walking, so I just did that for now. But I really want to man up and figure out how to use the train, because the commute is much shorter.

The group of us have been discussing whether or not we want to attempt to go to one of the bars or clubs we were told about the other night. We're all interested but I think a little intimidated, so we'll see what happens.

(Picture above taken in the pedestrian area, Tkalčićeva ulica, where many cafes and bars are. The statue in the picture is Marija Jurić Zagorka (1873-1957), who was Croatia's first female journalist. She was given a job on a local Zagreb paper, where she started on the editorial board and introduced the first Croatian publication exclusively for women. She also wrote a few popular novels that are still well-read today. Click to make bigger!)