Nad and Stockholm

Normally avoiding any major city is a priority. Even Heidelberg was difficult to drive in. I nearly had a meltdown driving through Stuttgart.

So why go to Stockholm? Nad is there. I’ve known Nad since first years of college. Nad is backwards for Dan, can’t remember making the nickname but it’s coming up to 25 years and still sticks.

Playground in Stockholm. Hip.
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Slovenia, a new hope

Another journey another drive through Slovenia. We always stop here and we are always pleased with the results. The people are always friendly, speak English, food is good and prices are old school Croatian. Not that this all (except the price) doesn’t apply in other countries… but I think it’s time to make a Slovenian vacation.

Slovenia even has piñatas
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Confused, Cold and Conclusion in Croatia

First day back in Croatia, confused with the Autobahn, highways and mountain roads. Poor Freya couldn’t find a stop so we had to push really hard to the coast of Makarska. Nice town, but everything back to closed and it got really cold. This will become a driving force.

Storms a comin!
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More of Montenegro

Plans will change 10 times a minute the next few days. A desire has always been to travel the Slavic inland’s, but it is still damn cold, campsites are few and far between, and what is open is still a question. Despite all that, we head a tiny tic inland and start at the Croatian capital of Podgorica.

Indoor playground with babysitter included. Great place for a coffee and to realize my socks needs to be changed and washed.
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Tito’s Collection

Welcome to Slovenia. With the exception of the “black Radler” blog post and lovely lunch breaks in Lljuibojiana, we’ve always just driven through. This time we spent the night at a creepy mine start with a Slovenian Technical Museum.

If the ever made a shining sequel (please don’t) this would be the place.
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Say My Name!

New Van needs a new name! I ain’t got a thing, so need your help.

There goes my 401k

Hubi was absolutely perfect for two. Exactly two. For two point one or more, an absolute no go. So we upgraded. I cashed out my 401k into what I consider a better investment.

But it needs a name! Being as German as we are, it immediately came with the same name but then a 2.0, that drives me crazy. Might as well as name it “new”. Looking for anything clever, like one of the names of Basti’s Aunts or Uncles. Shaq axed the public to name his boat and it ended up with the name “Free Throw”, so he will never sink it.

The only other picture I have of the can

Whatcha got for names?

Last but definitely not least, goodbye to Hubi, you were absolutely great and an adventure worth every second and penny.

I don’t know why you say goodbye I say hello

Swingin’ in Sweden

First and foremost, apologies to the readers, Norway and Oslo for the false negative vibes of the last post, we had a great time, beautiful countryside and city and most importantly looking forward to next years Norway trip replacing the lakes of Sweden with the F-Jords of Norway. Oslo, you put the R in Norway! Really, we had a good time and it is highly recommendable.

Memories of South America coming back alive! We (Hubi included) missed the dirt roads.
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Slap Waterfallsvic

The lakes of Plitvicka are recommended by all from all, so we left the coast to go inland. Some fun windy and windy (free beer if you know the difference!) roads through mountains and we made it to very green and wet Lake Plitvicka area. We made it here early afternoon, so we decided to do half the park today and half to tomorrow. We went to entrance two for day one.

Lots of crystal clear lakes and about 9 layers of waterfalls
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Istria and House of Pandza

I probably spelled his name wrong… shout out to Danijel and many thanks!

The second day of our tour had us already in Ljubljana and on our way to Croatia. After crossing the border I wanted to hug the Istrian coast from Umag all the way to Pula, but by Porec I gave up and made a straight shot for Rovinj, our first Croatian town. I wish I had known to stop in Kringa, home of Jure Grando, worlds first vampire! Rumor has it he also tried out as Power Forward for the Sacramento Kings.

Boats, esplanade, restaurants and ice cream. Where in the Mediterranean have I lived this before?
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