Spancirfest in Varazdin
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August 22nd, 2009 – by: cneoridium
Things weren't smooth, but were working - The plan was to call Zvonka from the airport and she'd pick me up there in the Orangemobile, the 1974 Renault 5 that takes us on our adventures each summer. Well, I remembered to bring coins this time since it's hard to get change for the pay phones, but... they had carefully removed all the pay phones. Just bare wires remained sticking out of the walls, just to taunt me. No problem, there are the ever present bright pink T-com phone. But they only work with a phone card. Lady at the info desk, in her best former communist not looking up to answer response said "you can get the cards from the gift shop" pointing to the dark, closed gift shop.
Finally we were off, into the rainy night, until we got to the last, steepest mountains on the way, and then it quit. If you're read my old blogs, you know it always quits on the steepest, blindest curve, always at night, always in the rain : ) Fortunately, we were able to limp it over the last peak, the basically coast it the last few miles into town. At one point we rolled to a stop, dead in a traffic circle, just in time for the police to stop us.... Zvonka gave them her best dumb blonde act and they left, laughing that we'd stopped to look at a map in the middle of the road. It eventually started again and I finally rolled into bed, after nearly 2 days of continuous travel, swearing, like every year, to spend a more bucks next time for a direct flight.
Sunday we went to Spancirfest - a huge 10-day music and art festival with multiple stages and artists and street performers from around Europe. You don't really go to it, it's the whole town. Up to 150,000 people decend on this village of 50,000 for the festival. There's actually a lot of good art there, and stages set up all around town and at the castle with free concerts by everything from eclectic foriegn groups who come from all over Europe, to top Balkan bands who get the huge draws. It's something worth going to if you're ever in the area.
At mid day, Zvonka's dad drove up to have a look at the car. Water in the tank. I helped him flush the fuel system and drain the tank, transferring the gas to various pots and pans, and decanting the water out of it, the returning to the tank through half a Coke bottle.
Zvonka had to leave for work at dawn Monday morning so we had to drive back to Zagreb. We of course waited until late at night, playing until the last possible moment... Right when we were finally ready to get underway, the dog started barking at something under the woodpile... A jez, or hedgehog! I've been trying to see one of these for years! We of course had to play with it for an hour, then finally got going. With the car quitting part way back again......... but we finally made it, Zvonka being really tired at work I'm guessing.
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