In the morning it was raining. I walked into town and sat in a cafe for a while, enjoying a spectacularly large espresso. The server must have been very new and didn't know what espresso was supposed to look like. "It's really small", she said in confusion after the machine had finished brewing. "I'll top it up a bit". She topped it up four times before I got a whole mug full of espresso.
When the rain began to ease off, I went up to the castle to see what the views were like. From the castle, there were nice views of the old town, and beyond that, a terrifying expanse of concrete blocks, stretching away into the distance. Built in the communist era, the blocks looked the very epitome of housing in an authoritarian state.