Seven hours in Zagreb

A long delay sitting on the Frankfurt runway caused us to miss our connecting flight from Zagreb to Dubrovnik. Faced with seven boring hours at the really small Zagreb "international" airport, we hopped a taxi to the old town of Zagreb, ate dinner, visited a jeweler, walked all around the streets, and then took in a traditional singing group and dancers. The outdoor performance was part of the festivities opening the town's annual international footrace through the wooded hills surrounding Zagreb. We spoke with runners from the U.S., New Zealand, Britain and elsewhere who had journeyed many hours to race.

I wasn't expecting Zagreb to be so charming but if we had more time in our stay, I would have loved to return.