Just passing through, thanks

Our plan was to spend a night or two in Split, where the train tracks begin (as far south as the train goes without turning to go into bosnia, which our tickets don´t cover), but when we arrived, we realized we could see what we wanted to see within an evening and catch the train out that night!

So we walked around the old town which was Dionyseus´palace way back when, and only became a city when the Turks came to invade and all the nearby villages fled into the strong walls and just decided to stay. Some of the descendents of this happening are still there today. It´s pretty intense and full of history, from the Roman walls to the medieval church to the renaissance buildings, to the crumbles everywhere. It was pretty interesting to see all that and because it was sunday and nothing was open, there were very few people around so it felt like discovering a lost city (except for the laundry hanging out of the windows in buildings that wouldn´t be considered habitible in canada. Dang, we´re picky...)

After walking all over, we found the statue of St Gregarious, a man who argued for the right to preach the bible in Croatian (and won). His toe is rubbed raw because it´s supposed to be good luck.

We took a overnight train to Zagreb, stuffed into a compartment with four other guys (and me the only girl!!) but it wasn´t beds, only chairs, so scott and I sat across from each other and stretched across to each other.

We arrived in Zagreb at about 530am... chances of finding a bathroom at that time? pretty slim! We walked around while the city awoke around us, watched the world-famous produce market set up and had coffee at a cafe surrounded by the produce vendors having their morning coffee and gossiping.

Zagreb has a lot of very beautiful and regal buildings and really different architecture than most of western europe. Kind of the east-meets-west stuff where you can see different windows and tiled roofs (like one church that was brightly coloured with  tiles making a picture with the croatian crest.

We had a bit of Kuna left over and didn´t want to lose a bunch of it to exchange fees so we just went for another nice meal... One more....

It was in a nice restaurant across the street from the main cathedral in town and had amaying croatian specialties. But unfortunately we had to rush it a bit because of our train (and because I took forever to order- everything looked so good!!).

On our train (which was the nicest we´ve seen since Germany... we decided it must be the Austrian train), we met two very very nice canadians and talked for about 5 hours non-stop until they got off. And we managed to miss the name-exchange thing!! But that´s not important, the important thing is they were really nice and we got along really well! We arrived at our destination at about 8pm, but neener neener neener, I´m not going to tell you where it was yet!!!