I guess my expectations of the capital of Croatia were far higher than it could ever deliver. When Dusan said that there was nothing to do in Zagreb I thought he meant in the sense that there was not much of a gay lifestyle. I was wrong, there is literally nothing to do. The tourist map had a Hard Rock Café listed so I thought at the very least we could get a decent meal and I could collect a hurricane glass for Janet in Salt Lake. We found the Hard Rock Café. They didn’t even have Tee Shirts and I seriously doubt it’s a real Hard Rock. It looked more like Rock Bottom Café to us. There was no-one inside and they didn’t have a gift shop. We actually had some Americans ask us directions to it today and had to tell them, that they no merchandise.
We have found 3 restaurants in the whole city, other than McDonalds. There was the one restaurant by the cathedral where we ate on Friday. A Chinese opposite the Hotel where we ate today and they naturally have an overpriced restaurant in the Sheraton where we are staying. Aside from that the whole city is full of shops that are closed, coffee bars that only serve drinks and bars. We cant find a single decent restaurant in the whole of Zagreb, a city of 1 Million people.
The architecture is descendant of Austrian or Hungarian Empires and most of the buildings look like, at one time, they belong in the sound of music. But many years on they are run down and in a state of disrepair. The tram system seems to be the only thing that looks like a modern city.
Today we slept in till gone noon having last night explored out to the cities only gay club, Globalclub. Having found its address on the internet we scoured the map for 5 minutes till realising it was literally 100 feet from the front door of our hotel. So we ventured out into what must be according to guiness the Worlds Smallest Discothèque. Having said that the crowd were friendly and it was only 30 Kuna entrance (£3). We stayed a while but decided to venture back to the hotel to enjoy quality time together.
Today having slept in we ventured out just to get out of the hotel room. Having discovered yesterday that there is more to do in a single Postal code of London than the whole of this capital city, I mean, where are the museums, the local points of interest? Our hotel is right in the heart of the city and where all the big hotels are. We are minutes from the cathedral that is closed for renovation and the hotel pool & gym are being refitted until mid November. There really is nothing to do in Zagreb.
The pay per view channel in the hotel is around £7.50 and gives you access to 24 hours of the pay movies which has line up of four films, one of which was the Da Vinci code. With nothing much else to do and just wanting to spend some time together a movie seemed a good choice (oh there is a Movie theatre in the Hotel Mall, which we may venture to tomorrow). So we sat and watched the Da Vinci code and opened a bottle of red.
Some what tired and not knowing why considering we had done nothing but chill for 2 days we figured we would go and explore the local gay men’s sauna. (for research purposes you know). It was located in what must have at one time been a luxury apartment in the city centre and now contained a Lounge area, some chill cabins, a café bar area and 2 sauna’s and shower area. There was more attitude than Chariots Shoreditch on a Sunday afternoon and even the locals seemed to slag off Dusan saying that he sounded less Croatian than the locals. How very dare they! I wouldn’t have minded but he was a minger with no grooming habits. We stayed a couple of hours and left very much chilled but ready to do something else.
Having not eaten real meal in 2 days I took Dusan to the local Chinese for dinner. It wasn’t great but at least we are full. After all of this lack of activity, I am very much fulfilled, after all I only came here for one reason and that was to spend time with him. 96 hours of being together. A 96 hours that is rapidly coming to an end and I am slowly realising that like when he left London the last 24 hours will be somewhat sad and depressing.
Tomorrow we have to find the travel agent so that he can go and pay for the airplane ticket I don’t want him to buy. What can you do? Sometimes you have to go through a little pain to receive a lot of love and someone this special is worth waiting till the end of time for. Love you babycakes. X
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