An amazing weekend is behind me. Spending time with friends and my brother made me wanna visit Zadar next weekend, which I already decided to do. One of the main reasons I'm going is the 60th Marriage Anniversary my grandparents are celebrating. Imagine what a wonderful life the must have had, living together on the same island and falling in love as young sweethearts. This is romance at its core essence.
I laughed my guts off this weekend listening to Cars (a friend of mine) outbursts, one of which was the title of this post (a mixture of two TV serials). You should have seen his Italian 2am phone call to a girl he talked for the first time, truly hilarious.
As for myself, I sustained on drinking heavily because while my guests were sleeping until noon, I had to prepare and rehears the seminar I held today. The outcome was great and for the first time giving a presentation in front of 222 people (the assistant passed a attendance list so he counted the presence) wasn't so hard and my stomach had only a tinny butterfly, just one... I burst with content.
An unsettling end to a weekend was getting pulled over driving my friends car by the police. I was looking for a parking place downtown to meet with him and somehow found my self on a taxi-only lane, only 50 m long. Guess who suddenly appeared on the end of the lane. They pulled me over, and even though I tried to reason with them and set forth that I rarely drive a car in Zagreb and didn't do it on purpose, they took my drivers license data and told me to expect a minimum of 2000 kn fine letter, 6 month license confiscation and three negative points. Is this really necessary for such a meaningless and benign misdemeanor. I still wander if their lack of tolerability was generated by ZD plates on the car, we will never know. ACAB
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