“Hotel I” was the name of our Zagreb accommodations. They had a good buffet breakfast with a nice assortment of meats, cheeses, yogurt, fruits, beverages, and desserts. Dessert for breakfast? Why not. They were a welcome treat. They didn’t have wireless access but did have an Internet closet … two desktops hard-wired. I got an early start on my posts but struggled with a keyboard that swapped the “Y” and “Z” key and had me hunting for the @ and apostrophe keys.Petey made bathtub-fun with the shower. In the morning, she was the first in. Not long after I heard a screech from the bathroom. I guessed a Croatian spider and rushed in … slowly. No spider. She just watered down the ceiling with the hand nozzle. Most showers we used in Croatia had a flexible hand nozzle you attach to a holder about eye level. It takes the place of the traditional shower-head. It’s a simple device really. In our shower, the holder was broken but Petey didn’t know that until she pulled the shower knob to divert the water from the tub spigot to the hand nozzle. She got a blast in the face then the hose flew off the holder and started spraying everywhere. It was like one of those backyard water snakes you used to play with as a kid. The nozzle was flailing around while Petey was trying to catch it with one eye closed from the initial squirt. She finally reached the valve and turned off the water. "Wasn't that fun!"
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