The Cafe Outside Hotel Dubrovnik

Our first Croatian stop was in Zagreb, where we stayed at the outstanding Hotel Dubrovnik. Outside the hotel, there was this rocking little cafe with purple umbrellas in the street where I sat every day I stayed at the hotel to drink cappucinos after failing to successfully describe an American cup of coffee. To the side of the hotel, this homeless alcoholic sat all day with his acoustic guitar and a brown bagged bottle singing American songs. The most interesting part was that he had an excellent voice, but either his accent was too thick or he didn't know the words well enough, but he just could not pronounce the lyrics to the songs. I feel kind of bad, because I always meant to give the fella some change, but every time someone gave him change, he would buy a bottle of something or other and slam it down in front of everybody. The smaller picture is a picture of my mother at the cafe on the last day we stayed at the hotel. The waiter thought we were cazy because we ordered three cappucinos apiece.