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Tag Archives: Croatia
Croatia: To Trogir
This was the day the weather changed. It changed very quickly and very dramatically. It was a sunny summer morning when we set out to check out Salona, Trogir, and Šibenik – all north of Split. By the time we … Continue reading
Croatia: Split snapshots
Rachel and I wandered around through Diocletian’s Palace. We bought gelato and sat on a little stoop, underneath a random Roman free-standing pillar. As you do. Then we bought some Split trinkets for family members. We had no schedule. We … Continue reading
Croatia: A stroll through Diocletian’s Palace
We pulled off the ferry, and there we were standing on the waterfront in Split. It was the height of day, the sun blazed down. I tried to just calm the hell down, so I could absorb everything I could, … Continue reading
Croatia: Looking for Elvis
One of my goals in Croatia was to randomly – very important, it had to be random – see a poster of Elvis somewhere. Because you know he’s there. Walking down to the beach in Hvar, “Now or Never” was … Continue reading
Croatia: our second motorcycle gang, ferry to (at long last) Split
The ferry ride to Split was our longest ferry ride yet: 2 hours. It left from Stalingrad, I mean, Stari Grad, which meant we had another hair-raising drive across the mountain to get to it. Ante steered us well! While … Continue reading
Croatia: night/morning in Hvar
Rachel and I walked into Hvar from our hotel, along the stone walkway curving along the shore. The weather was humid, almost tropical. There was a high soaring moon. It’s intense. Beauty like this. (I heard from someone that she … Continue reading
Croatia: Hvar, day 2: the fort/dragon, Napoleon’s road, lavendar
Ante picked us up in the morning, and we headed up the hill to check out the Venetian fort/dragon. We were slightly off-season, or maybe it was because it wasn’t midday but morning – but there were very few people … Continue reading
Croatia: To Hvar Island; our first motorcycle gang (there would be another)
After departing from Trpanj, we drove on the Adriatic Road to get to Drvenik to catch the ferry out to Hvar. The Adriatic Road, y’all. It has an interesting history – especially the one section of it which belongs to … Continue reading
Croatia: Ferry ride and a unicorn sighting
I wake up at 5:30 in the morning no matter what I do. I go to bed early, too, so that’s why, but even if I stay up later (like 11 p.m. – wow, that’s SO. LATE.), I wake up … Continue reading
Croatia: Oysters, wine and salt; Ston Wall; Korčula
Ante drove us up the coast. And what a coast it is. The road is a winding switchback nightmare-beauty, clinging to the sides of cliffs, with a dizzying endless drop on one side, down to the sea. You look out … Continue reading