My visit to Zagreb is slowly coming to its close. Tomorrow is my last full day here. I am leaving the day after tomorrow, as planned. I may be back sooner than the last time around, but it will still take at least two or three months until my next visit. So, how do I feel about the capital of Croatia at this juncture? Much better than close to the end of my previous visit, I must admit at once. I suspect this is a question of growing familiarity, though. Zagreb has not changed much in the meanwhile, of course. I thus expect to be feeling ever better in the city of my birth as years go by. Visit by visit, the familiarity will keep growing. But can I imagine myself living here one day? No. Out of the question. No matter how familiar the city ever becomes, it will remain distant. Strange. Even foreign. I just cannot imagine myself feeling at home in this city. Ever. Last, how often can I imagine myself here? By today’s reckoning, at most twice a year. Indeed, Zagreb now strikes me like a twice-a-year place par excellence.