The Vienna show was sketchy from the very beginning. The promoter kept saying everything was fine, but we never got a response from the club to verify. Then we didn’t hear anything from the promoter for three or four weeks despite many messages. Finally we sent a final message saying that if he didn’t call us, we were going to skip the show. He never called. We got to Zagreb around 2pm and us Americans checked into a hostel. We showered, did laundry, and napped during the afternoon and then took a stroll around the neighborhood. We found a little local restaurant full of old men drinking beer and families eating pizza. We lounged for a long time on the outdoor patio eating pizza and enjoying a little American alone time. Exhausted, we all crashed before 11.
