Greetings from Zagreb, where I have free internet at my hotel. :-) I just arrived tonight and haven't seen anything yet. It's 11pm here and I'm going to crash soon. I can tell you with some certainty that there are more exciting ways to spend 8 hours of one's life than in Terminal 2E at Charles de Gaulle Airport. I did get to practice my high school French, which is more than a little rusty. I read all of one really excellent book--Vernon God Little--and 2/3 of The Shipping News. I enjoyed my new iPod shuffle, which ran out of neither charge nor songs. I ate some mysterious food on the airplane that was sort of like pico de gallo, only with zucchini and a soft boiled egg on top. I added a new passport stamp to my Central European collection (and once again marvelled that it's much easier for me to get into another country than back into my own, even though I'm a US citizen). I remembered how much graffiti there is in Europe. I figured out how to use Skype. And learned that gas here is about 9.50 kuna/liter. I'm too tired to convert liters to gallons and kuna to dollars, but I think that's quite a bit more than we're paying.
I hope to get some time to actually explore the city. I have a pretty busy schedule. Silly university pays my way here and then actually expects me to work! I have to give a lecture Friday, on what I just learned is the very last day of their semester. Great.