Yes, the title is inspired by Isengard has been unleashed but, let me assure you, our little meetup was the polar opposite from everything Isengard stands for. Now that I completely confused everyone who hasn’t read/watched The Lord of The Rings, I will start to make sense again. But, in a way, we were turning Zagreb upside down. Mirko, Marijana and I.
The amount of joy seeing these two is always beyond. Even an hour prior to the rendezvous point, Marijana and I were sending messages back and forth. And Mirko? Mirko is the only one living in Zagreb and is kinda always late. But, we love him nonetheless. He knows all the best our kind cafes around Zagreb. Our stop of the day was at Finjak, a really cute, small cafe. To prove on how we roll, we immediately removed all the excess things off the table. We wanted no ashtrays and price lists to mess with the composition revolving marble table surface and coffee cups. We are such dorks.
Ain’t Marijana a beauty? I think she’s stunning inside out. Her taste in everything is pristine and classy which shows through her work. She’s always doubting the way she looks in photos. I just brush it off and take a photo of her. Hehe.
After our photo talk, removing cafe’s inventory session at Finjak, we hit the streets which turned out to be our natural habitat. I guess there are just not enough historical buildings, windows and traffic light for us to shoot.
We spent a good amount of time at this crossing with the stunning light shinning from behind. We were basically waiting for unique cars, motorbikes to drive down to street for the photo op. Until such, Marijana took an Instax of Mirko and me. Hehe, we love that photo as it has UFO Sun in the background. I mean, not really.
Now, since Marijana and I are both avid shooting anything and everything photographers, we literally shot everything and anything. That included throwing leaves in the air, Ona backpacks or just risking our lives photographing tram lines. I literally saw people pointing at us. It would be a problem if we really cared. But, we don’t.
I find Zagreb quite pretty during dusk time. The city comes alive in a whole new way. It is more relaxed, the haste is gone, lights turn on and all the little cafés swarm with chatter. I wish to go back, to live there once again. I think I took for granted those three years living there, during college. I barely left my flat, apart from uni obligations. And I lived downtown, one minute walk from the main square. I guess we all, sometimes, don’t understand the younger us and why we did or didn’t do things. Now, I would be walking around with my camera non stop. But, thankfully, I have two of my dearest friends with whom I always experience Zagreb differently.
The guy in the three wheel van (or whatever that might be) actually slowed down so we could get a better shot. You could tell he was smiling. I mean, three manic photographers were all over him with their cameras. Haha, I remember Mirko spotting the guy saying Look, girls, something for you! Indeed, it was.
The first photo, in the diptych above, was taken on the steps of Croatian National Theater where we were just resting our feet from the marathon we literally walked. The second one is, obviously, the Main train station.
As usually, how it goes, our day had to come to an end. I can’t describe you the dreaded feel of always checking the time. Calculating how much we’ve got left before our train departures. It wasn’t the haste to make in on time, it was more the sadness to actually part ways. I really and honestly adore them two. Thank you, Marijana and Mirko, for such a lovely day. Can’t wait to see you again! God bless.