Friday, June 19, 2015

The Lovely Plitvice Lakes National Park in Croatia

Today our big mission was to visit Croatia's Plitvice Lakes National Park.

Tickets for the trolley thing aren't sold at the station and they aren't sold on the train so we just gave up and hoped we didn't get arrested.

Plitvice Lakes National Park is a UNESCO World Heritage Site which is cool. There are apparently 1007 of them on earth so I'm not really planning on visiting them all. It seems like we've seen several already on this trip though. The park's main attraction are multiple lakes side by side that have little waterfall cascades into the next lake.

We had a set number of hours until our return bus arrived so we made a little game plan with the information desk on what we should see.

At one point we got stuck behind this massive tour group of elderly Japanese people. Few things on this trip have been more annoying than large tour groups in small spaces.

This is a good example of one lake spilling over into the next.

We took these ferries across a large lake to see more world heritage.

I don't know if you can make it out but Europe seems to be confused with how periods and commas work. This beer says that it is "5,0%" alcohol. A couple times now I've been freaked out by restaurant menu prices because they are using commas instead of periods. I don't know what that's about.

There were a lot of people waiting for the bus back.

We saw this little mammal chowing on some plants while we were waiting. I guess it was a mouse but it had a really undefined body, like a mole or something.

We did some more Zagreb sightseeing once back in civilization. In my book you aren't a saint until you've slain at least one dragon. Sorry Mother Teresa.

There were some massive snails in the Zagreb Westin's gardens.

This cafe had cool lights made out of cassette tapes.

Croatian Twitter users have it pretty rough.

I took Lydia to yet another fantastic restaurant called Vinodol. She's so lucky.

I've developed a system. I order a liter of sparkling water and a liter of cheap red table wine. It's relatively cheap and it takes forever to drink. That way we can lounge around at our table long after the food is gone European style.

We popped into a bakery on the way home and Lydia made me order one of every flavor of macaron with her mind.

This thing looked like if a toasted marshmallow came to life and wanted revenge.

Back at hotel headquarters we had a fancy macaron party.

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