Osijek welcoming

Trip Start Jun 27, 2012
Trip End Jul 28, 2012

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Monday, July 9, 2012

At around 9 o'clock, we left Ivan's apartment to have breakfast in the centre of Samobor, on the main square. We were going to meet up with Alica and her son, Fran and possibly her mum Marica; they are all my dad's relatives. I had a Kremšnita (cream cake) that Samobor is famous for, and Cedevita. Cedevita is a flavoured powder which you mix with water to get juice. Fran is amazingly cute, ever better he is related to me! I played with him a bit. He is 11 months old. When we got into the car, the GPS said it was 40C outside! The car was parked for around an hour so I knew it would be hot, but not that hot! 

We then left for Osijek, my dad's hometown, some 250km east of Zagreb. Osijek is
the main centre of the province called Slavonia which is rather flat and full of fields. I played on my iPod most of the journey. After 3 hours, we came to Osijek. We were greeted by 37C! We hurried inside where it was colder. We had a great lunch made by my grandmother which consisted of soup, meat and potatoes. My dad cut up a watermelon that my grandmother chose. It was very refreshing and well-needed. Carmela, my second cousin came to our house to say hi. 

We went out for ice-cream as we felt like we would die from the heat. After ice-cream, we went to the cemetery to visit my grandfather's grave. He died on Queen's birthday 2012, very quickly after we found out his cancer had spread. The grave is not finished yet, his name needs to get engraved on the granite and then it will get put up. My grandmother, dad's mum now lives alone in their house in Osijek.  

After that, we went to my dad's cousin Vesna. I met my other second cousin's children. Their names are Filip and Paulina. Filip is almost seven years old and Paulina is four and a half. They were overly hyper-active and loud. I couldn't wait until we left. 

When we came home, I had meat and potatoes for dinner. It was world-class. While I am writing this, my dad's cousin Mario came to the door. Mario plays professional futsal, a small type of football or soccer. He brought a bottle of wine made by himself, and stayed for a chat.   
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