After only a couple of days in Zagreb, I feel that I have been back here for at least a week. I have sunk into the familiar at a surprising rate. When I return to Motovun in about a week, something similar is likely to happen to me once again. After only a few days, I am likely to feel that I have been back there for much longer. Once more, I will have sunk into the familiar at a surprising rate. In short, I am living a double life. Two completely different environments and two entirely distinct groups of people are becoming equally familiar to me in spite of the fact that they are so many hours apart by either car or bus. Whence the recurring shock when I come across someone from Motovun while in Zagreb or someone from Zagreb while in Motovun. This is but another feature of a double life. In my mind, I am the one and only link between the two environments and groups of people.