We took the advice, picked up Ivan Enjingi, and arrived just minutes before the lamb was taken off the spit. Naturally, Enjingi brought wine; naturally, Marinclin brought some too; and naturally, the whole thing dragged on...
Naturally, we set off for Zagreb the next day, and naturally, it is lovely to remember it. Thanks to Facebook for reminding us of the get-together of the four Ivans, which wasn't even the first one: