Our last night in Armenia was a doozy. A 6am flight required us to leave for the airport at 3am, so we made the bold decision to stay up all night. Grant worked on booking us up through Croatia, and I worked on not falling asleep.
At 3 on the nose our taxi arrived and we took one last rushed ride down our building’s tiny, antiquated elevator. We’ve not mentioned it before but it’d had been a source of much humor and excitement as it seems to completely lack the safety features most modern elevators have: it closed (firmly!) on both Grant and I, does not stay open a consistent amount of time and has no floor indicators of any kind. Basically every ride was an adventure!
Distrustful Grant hates elevator!
A quick stopover in Moscow and we landed in Zagreb before we knew it (mostly because we were asleep for all 6.5 hours of flying time!).
Only in Russia do they have vending machines of Putin T-shirts!
We picked up our rental car (volkswagon golf, for those of you keeping track) and decided to take a quick jaunt into the city for lunch and a museum. After some chaotic driving through the very middle of old town (tiny streets and people, cars, trains, and buses challenging us at every turn) we stumbled upon a tiny restaurant with amazing food.
Then, with full bellies and a safe parking spot, we were ready for the museum, more specifically, the ‘Museum of Broken Relationships’.
In short, the museum shares items of broken relationships along with their accompanying stories, ranging from the pain of puppy love to the ending of 30 year relationships. It was quirky, certainly interesting, but admittedly a bit sad.
From there we drove a couple hours to Plitvice National Park, and crashed for the night in a lovely little home stay inn, with plans to get up bright and early to beat the park crowds the next day!
– G & J