But that wasn’t the worst of it. It turned out that the machine only accepted notes in 50 Kns or less as well as coins. But we only had 200 Kn notes. Who on earth carries that much change with them if they wanted to park long term?
In any case, no one wanted to give us change. Even the lady at the souvenir shop didn’t want to. The parking enforcement guy was also a bit cheeky and didn’t feel like helping us in that regard either other than to write tickets. So we ended up just paying for an hour (that was all we could figure out anyways at the time). And we’d have to come back in an hour just to feed the meter maid once again….
- Day 11: ADVENTURE ON ONE-WAY STREETS
- Day 12: SICK
- Day 13: SLAP
- Day 14: THE ZOO
- Day 15: SPLIT
- Day 16: 101 DALMATIANS
- Day 17: AND THEN THERE WAS DUBROVNIK…
- Day 18: LAST DAY IN HRVATSKA