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Urban Exploring in Zagreb

Exploring Zagreb

Sometimes you come to places with a touch of magic. Take Zagreb for instance. Here it feels, above everything, really cosy. It’s a city of one million but it feels as a town with its picturesque medieval center, lively markets and friendliness everywhere. There are no big touristic attractions and not many tourists either, so overcrowded places are hard to find.

There is a lot of beauty in this place but it is also very much a transitional city. Croatia has a war-past and is currently in a process of moving from a post-communist country to a country that mainly based on consumerism. A lot of the city is broken down, houses are waiting to be renovated or to be destroyed. Housing-speculation is very populair which also leaves a lot of space for urban exploration.

Housing speculation is something you can expect, but I was quite shocked to find out that many houses in the direct city center are completely abandoned or stripped with only a facade remaining.

One of the main streets of this city you see here on the left. This street is full with nice terraces and little shops. Directly on the right there is a house with only a facade, then a little park, and yet another abandoned house. This house I entered and what I saw was pretty amazing. It was dusty, old, broken-down, stinky, etc. But in itself as beautifull as it can be (see the photo above).

All Zagreb can hope for is that its beauty will not be sold and transformed into a big shopping mall. Some parts of the old town were destroyed during the communist regime, the question now is whether the other parts will remain the same.

Already the city council has big plans for more designated shopping area and malls in the city. Owners of the houses therefore rather have a rotten house without inhabitants, which can easily be destroyed, then having to renovate their house. Money can buy a lot of destruction apparantly.

I uploaded some more photos on my flickr account. Please find here a slide-show of the photos. Additional ones will be uploaded shortly. A preview of another set of photos on Zagreb, that will accompany a photo-essay, can be found here.

Traveling as a Profession

Traveling is biting the dust. You are not living the luxury tourist life but you live low-budget, maybe work while travel, be a bohemian, a troubadour, a busker sometimes, or a person who just finds a regular job at the temporary permanent location.

Traveling is not the same as being on holidays. The people I know who consider themselves travelers don’t have a home, work while they travel and are always busy with all kinds of things. I also consider traveling as a profession, a daily occupation, with some breakes in between.

Generally people on holidays stay at place A and maybe circle around it. But what is traveling? People on holidays do they also travel? When they are ‘traveling’ to their location or when they circle around their location?

Traveling as a profession means you are making it part of your life; it is your life. You are no longer a tourist leaving its fixed location to visit and consume another location, or someone with a regular job and place.

Traveling is also like school. You learn a lot. You know what it is to be dependent on others, you exchange skills and happiness. You are not just consuming a town, a city or a country, but many times also bringing something back into the communities you visit. Well, at least you try.

Traveling is a profession, a daily occupation, as you organise your life between life, work, pleasure, planning, traveling and relaxing. So my main question is whether I am on holidays, and I think not. I do touristic stuff, but I also work: I plan, I organize, I travel. Hitchhiking can be quite an exhausting activity too as it requires quite a lot of energy most of the times. And never to be able to really go ‘home’ is sometimes just another.

Social-Cultural Shock

Fifty-six cents was the fee at the border with Croatia but no change was given. “Welcome to the Balkan”, said my Slovenian driver as a response.  He had picked me up from a gas-station ten minutes before and was used to the toll-worker not giving him back the change. My driver is a pizza-maker who “knows people here very well” and whose only interest in me is the price of drugs in Amsterdam and Barcelona.

So I finally made it to the Balkan. Slovenia was already a beginning but now I really have the feeling I arrived in a country where culture seems to be very different to what I am used to. People look different, they talk different, interact different, and so on. After a tough hitchhiking day, this was quite something I had to get used to. Continue reading

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