I knew he had an extra bed in his apartment, so I stopped by the place he’d shown me and knocked on the door. No answer.
By 9 PM, still having heard nothing, I decided to book my own apartment with the same landlord. To my surprise, I ran into Martin in the hallway! He had moved to a different apartment because the Wi-Fi in his original one wasn’t working. His new place was right above mine. He had kept his phone off all day because it was his birthday, and he doesn’t like celebrating. We ended up having pasta together, and he mentioned he might join me the next day on the ride to Mali Lošinj, a town at the southern tip of the island. That made me happy. My new plan was to catch a ferry from there to Zadar, luckily scheduled for the next day when the weather was expected to improve.
