Zagrab, Croatia

On the Train from Budapest to Zagrab two Americans sat in my car. Turns out they were from Seattle and were cage fighters. Once again our train was delayed, but the cage fighters had brought wine. They also bought beer at one of the longer stops. It was probably my best train ride yet. After drinking the cage fighters fell asleep but I wasn’t at all tired. So, I made friends with some kids from Denmark, We played rock paper scissors for who would have to go in the luggage racks. I lost and spent 10 minutes up there. They also sang a lot of Spice Girls. In Brataslava these guys had been arrested for swimming in a fountain.
Zagrab was amazing, if a little too hot. It was the last place I had reliable internet, which endears it to me.
On the second night there I went over to the hostel where the cage fighters were staying. They cooked dinner and after we went out to a club. I met two local Croatian girls both named Maja. We were fast friends and they taught me to dance European, whatever that means. In the end of the night they showed me exactly how to get home.
The next day I caught a bus to Zadar, another town in Croatia. The cage fighters were going there too so they were on my bus. At first I had two seats to myself which was great. But as we started off one of the cage fighters decided to move seats and sit next to me. Ok, fine. Except not really because almost immediately he starts getting all touchy feely. Most uncomfortable bus ride of my life. I had to pretend to be asleep to keep the level of awkward down a little. Although it didn’t really work.
As soon as we got to Zadar I peaced out. Waved goodbye, said I’d be in touch, I had no intention of keeping in touch. I’ve gotten multiple messages from them about getting together. I’ve just been pretending I don’t have internet, which is kind of true.