I'm sitting in a cafe in Zagreb airport!

It's been a hard day's night
And I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night
I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you
I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright.

Or something like that.

Plane was late coming into Frankfurt, so missed the Split connection.
Met a Canadian Croatian in the three hour line to get a new flight, and a Russian girl who sets up Irish dancing festivals just outside Moscow. Apparently, the Russians bloody love the Irish dancing.

Stayed in a hotel in Zagreb last night.
Got up this morning ready for the 6:10am flight, but forgot my laptop at the hotel. So, a couple of taxi rides later I am sitting here paying five dollars to use the bloody internet and waiting for my flight in seven hours.