Yesterday evening, my wife, our younger son, and I went to Biograd, a town about 35 kilometers away from where we live.
It's a place located right on the sea, which is why it's called Biograd na moru (Biograd on the Sea).
We went there because it was Slovenian Night, and one of our favorite Croatian singers, Dražen Zečić, was performing. He sang both his old and new songs.
When we arrived, Slovenians were still singing their songs on stage, and there were really a lot of them.
There were surely over 10,000 people, and probably almost half of them were Slovenians — which made sense, since it was their night after all.
Entrance was free and open to everyone, so we decided to go and listen to our favorite domestic singer.
We found a spot — or rather managed to squeeze our way to about 20 meters from the stage.
The prices of food and drinks were a bit high. Our son paid 15 euros for a hamburger — although it was large and juicy, it was still expensive.
My wife and I each had half a liter of local beer (Ožujsko), which cost us 10 euros in total.
The entire town of Biograd was beautifully decorated — like it was Christmas time, all lit up as if ready for Advent. It was really romantic and warm.
Cafés weren’t as full as the restaurants near the stage, which were packed.
At the same time, there was also a fair showcasing local Croatian products, as you can see in the photos.
Local people who own family-run farms presented and sold their products there.
What I liked the most was a liqueur made from pine needles and mint, but it was too expensive, so I didn’t buy it — it felt like too much to pay 35 euros for half a liter of that lovely liqueur.
We had to park our car almost 1.5 kilometers away because everything was blocked off due to the celebration, so we had a bit of a longer walk along the sea to the event area.
But the path was well lit, the promenade was full of people, and I honestly felt like it wasn’t even that far — when you’re chatting and there’s something to see every few steps, time and distance don’t really matter.
What mattered most was that it was beautiful, and we now have another lovely and unforgettable memory.
