Zany? Maybe not, but I couldn’t resist another alliteration. It could have been worse. How about Zarathustrian Zagreb? I have no idea what that means. I just like the sound of it.
In any case, Zagreb was a surprise. We only had one day here, but we made good use of it, walking all over the city, from the lower city, through the market in the upper city, to a park where Katherine channeled her inner child on a playground swing, to the Museum of Contemporary Art, with some of the most interesting, and yes, depressing art I’ve ever seen.