Well, I'm proud of myself. Found a decent hostel without too much trouble last night, getting off the bus at 2 in the morning and no guide book to run off of. Spent today exploring the city because I figure I may as well while I'm here, and I've already bought my train ticket to Zagreb for tomorrow. The one thing driving me nuts? What is the point of having a currency where the soda costs a hundred dinars? Why do they not compact that? I have 1000 dollar notes in my pocket and I have to keep reminding myself its the equivalent of 10 euros! Geez!

Ended tonight on a high note, the hostel recommended a great restaurant and I went all out. Salad, stuffed pork, a delicious hazelnut cake that was still warm and hot chocolate with Baileys...yum!