We continue to Đurđevac. That town, whose name seems to refer to an old religious building dedicated to Saint George, is today best known for its castle (of course, see earlier, referred to as Stari Grad), a former moated castle. Nowadays it is no longer surrounded by water, but by a parking lot and ... a rather large and very dry petting zoo. Goats, a donkey, sheep, chickens and two ... camels are sighing in the sun. The latter are also rented out for rides, apparently, and the inside of the castle is only accessible on payment of a ticket.
Call me a little blasé, but I've seen so many insides of castles over the years that I rarely spend money on them. If I don't expect a nice view on the buildings - after all, I like to photograph -, no interesting architecture, then I don't really need it anymore. Rusty swords, the local version of a goedendag, ugly wax dolls in “authentic” clothes, a model of what the whole would have looked like … It's okay if I'm paying an entrance fee anyway, but paying for those things in themselves is not something I'm doing anymore. Not even in Đurđevac.