We went for a 25km bike ride in the country near Kutina. It was a well organised event and included bike transport by train, snacks, drinks, road marking, police escort, and cultural events and activities at the end. It was attended by hundreds (if not a few thousand) cyclists.
The talky conductor guy
Beer @ wrong way!
I spent two domesticated weeks of sleeping in, hanging out, practicing my baking and socialising with couchsurfers. I returned to Fulenbach, Switzerland to celebrate my 30th birthday with friends and family, most of whom came all the way from Zurich. I put on burgers and beer for the masses, and people came and went until the early hours. As nice as it is seeing old friends, it's always tinged with bittersweet when you know you're going to leave again shortly for a potentially longer time. With my upcoming return to NZ this was the case, particularly with the grandparents who have both tipped 90.
Some collective arm-twisting convinced Ryan to hold another Open Mic night at McGee's. His daughter, Tory, another guy (who failed to show) and myself were all having birthdays on the 6th. I brought the remains of Sandra's birthday muffins, Ryan brought some cinnamon swirls and Gitti baked me a Rueblitorte! So in addition to the standard beer for playing, we were able to offer a slice of birthday cake too. It was a fantastic event. The performing list filled up even before kickoff, the bar was full, and I played the closing set at around midnight. Many of my old friends had stopped by and seen me off throughout the evening (though nobody made it through to see me play, which really wasn't that bad).
The return to Zagreb for the final fortnight before my southwards departure. We biked out to Samobor with friends for a daytrip and went camping at the incredibly beautiful Plitice National Park. Nina burned her hand quite badly, but according to two doctors who inspected the injury my rakija-assisted first aid procedures were beyond reproach.
Coffee, Custard squares and Ćevapi
Since I forgot my camera and my phone is not with me, here are some pictures I blatantly stole from Facebook.
Ah, such good times. After many months of traipsing around Europe (and particularly Zagreb) I repacked my things, kissed the girl goodbye and with a very, very heavy heart boarded my flight. The next planned destination is Bali, then Australia (Darwin, then Melbourne) and then home to New Zealand where I will embark on a four-month sailing voyage from Christchurch to Vanuatu and back. Life never ceases to be interesting it seems.
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| An old picture of Sunshine which I found at my Grandparent's |
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