While in Croatia, I ventured out alone to get brunch at a favorite cafe called The Black Cat. A favorite because they serve a typical English breakfast of eggs, bacon and sausage:
These cats were barking up the wrong tree, because this Lady don't give up no bacon:
This photo made me stop and think about the fact that I was dining solo, refusing scraps to a poor hungry cat, and taking pictures of my food. It suddenly made me feel very sad and alone.
...and so I ordered a beer. An old man at the next table approached me with his camera, and so I assumed that he wanted me to take a picture of him with his friends. There was some confusion and back-and-forth with the camera, and then I realized he wanted a photo of me. OK...when in Croatia? I let him take one. I even posed. I felt flattered. Later as I was finishing my beer the server was walking out with a beer in a nice big wine glass. I thought, 'There's how a lady should drink her beer, I'm going to order another one,' but she brought it to me! From the old man! Thanks!
Later still, I got up to use the restroom and had to walk right past the old man. His back was to me, and when he saw me, he exclaimed in English, "OH. MY. GOD."
Still got it.