Zagreb is a bit of a puzzle for me – there are things I adore and things I wrestle with. I love that cafés here are unapologetically about coffee and tea. That’s it. No cakes, no sandwiches – just drinks. If you’re hungry, you pop into a bakery, or you bring your own snack, and
Beneath Zagreb’s streets lies Tunel Grič, a 350-metre World War II air raid shelter that’s now a cool underground walkway. Once built for safety, it’s today part shortcut, part gallery, and part chill-out zone—history with a twist!
One thing you can’t miss in Zagreb is all the mysterious ladies carved into the buildings. Look up as you wander the streets and you’ll spot stone faces, flowing hair, and even the occasional bare-chested goddess staring down at you. They’re leftovers from the city’s love affair with Art Nouveau around the turn of the
Up at 6 am today to catch the bus from Daruvar a d then train to Zagreb, this is where I met Melanie, a retired tourism pro who kindly gave me a two-hour guided commentary along the way. She pointed out Remetinec Prison—apparently the “privileged” spot for short sentences under six months, complete with three
Tomorrow I’m off bright and early to Zagreb, Croatia’s lively capital, for a quick overnight stop before rolling on to Tovarnik up north. By Thursday I’ll be crossing the border into Serbia. All this will be done by trusty bus and train, as finding a hostel or hotel willing to store my bike while I
Despite wrestling with a pesky throat infection, I’ve been keeping myself busy in Daruvar with a bit of gentle gardening each day. I’ve wandered through the local markets, strolled the quiet streets, and quickly discovered this is definitely not a bustling town. What makes it unique, though, is its Czech heritage—Daruvar is known as the