That Was Dumb, Even For Me
So I’m in queue to drive across the border from Serbia to Croatia and I notice a bunch of police vehicles. I think, “Ah. Useful detail for the novel.” I whip out my iPad and click a photo.
And then realize: wow. That could have looked really suspicious.
I’m luckier than hell to be writing this in a nice hotel outside Zagreb, and not in a Serbian holding cell.