I decided to spend a month in Croatia. There were a few reasons: I had heard good things about it, I’d seen pictures of Dubrovnik’s old town. Mostly, though, I was curious. When I was a teenager, I spent a year in Austria, and at the time, the war between the Croatians, Bosnians, Serbs and Montenegrans was still raging, and some of the refugees had ended up in my German For Foreigners class in Austria. The train from Budapest arrived […]