It is sunny mid-afternoon, and streets around the pedestrian area in Zagreb are packed with cars. Remnants of the last snowstorm are everywhere around. Frustrated, drivers honk every now and then. As I walk into one of these streets, which is lined with cars that can barely move, I hear one of the drivers honking out of the blue: “Ta, ta.” Another responds: “Ta-ta-taaa.” Yet another responds in kind: “Ta, ta, ta-ta-taaa.” All of a sudden, many drivers join the choir: “Ta, ta, ta-ta-taaa, ta, ta, ta-ta-taaa.” There is jubilation all along the street: “Ta, ta, ta-ta-taaa.” The cars are still barely moving along interminable piles of snow, but nearly all the drivers are laughing. “Ta, ta, ta-ta-taaa,” everyone honks in unison. Who says the denizens of the Croatian capital cannot be funny?! And especially a few days after a major snowstorm.