So i hitch hick my way to Rijeka, where i will try to meet Dejan my friend from Beli/Rijeka two years ago! The hick is not easy, i first say goodby to Goran and Marko who wait for a cab (1 hour!) A german dude gets me down the mountain to the lake, from there on a Woman (first woman) takes me for a couple kilometers. She makes me laugh, she is a doctor and she speaks non stop of horrible car accidents will driving 100km/h down that turning road. Next a truck driver will take me to Rijeka, he does not speak a word of english or german, language barrier but does not matter, we understand each other on the basics. After posting post cards and spending my last Euros, i stand and wait for a ride to Croatia...
A mixed guy (Croatian Bosnian Slovenian something wicked) pikes me up and talks to me in Italian :) He drops me at the exit for Rijeka. There a truck driver driving home in his small car after 3 days work takes me to the last village before the border. There i ll wait for quite some time again before a young guy in a german car picks me up. Tought this was the first time a tourist would pick me up but no, he is coming home from germany where he works, to Rijeka... He invites me home where we have a great dinner cooked by his mom. Thanks again for that Zvonko! He will also fix me a room in the red cross building, for 10 euros a night.
The view from my room, thought about you Arno seeing all these containers!
My illuminated face after a couple beers with Zvonko and his mat.