After 9 hours of driving (out of which almost two hours were a torture with Molly’s constant groaning and screaming and coughing), we’re finally in Rijeka. Molly’s shouting and being generally grumpy, our family dog just puked, Klara’s barking at random things in the garden and I still have to unload the car. And there’s no one at home to help me. It’s difficult to stay positive.
Tag: Croatia
Challenges of driving to Croatia #1
Molly, Klara and I are driving to Croatia on our own.
Challenge no. 1: after the Austrian border, at the petrol station, I realised I left all of my bank cards at home. I had just enough money for the petrol and vignettes.