Croatia has grown on me. Its like a fungus.
I liked Zagreb very chilled and laid back but then I really had my hopes high for Pula (which is in istria ... The new Tuscany apparently) and although it was a beautiful little town it just didnt really meet my expectations.
We stayed in a private room and for some reason the beds had towals on instead of sheets...The temprature could have something to do with it. It hit 30 degrees whilst in Pula and it hasnt dropped since then.
One day we even sat in a bar refusing to leave to sight see until the temp went down to 30 at least !
Zadar was when Croatia started to get really interesting. If you ever go there for a short time you should just head straight to the sea organ. You just sit on the steps next to the sea with your legs dangling in the cold water listening to the waves play the organ noises. You cant leave it. Its hypnotic !
Also we discovered that Zadar is the perfect town to head to a square. Grab a drink and watch a jazz band play.
After hearing good reviews about many of the islands along the dalmation coast we headed to one named Dugi Otok (the long island).
Its perfect there.
Every one has at least 2 jobs on the go. The post man is also in charge of renting out boats and selling tickets for the catameran. The woman in the dive shop also works at the supermarket and everyone knows each others phone numbers. Its all very Local Hero.
Another sunny day in the 30s so we decided to hire a boat out and sail aound the coast.
It was lovely. Just dropped the anchor when ever we felt like swimming! There was a brief panic when we realised that we couldnt climb back into the boat after jumping out but after much kicking and bruised arms all was well again.
Last stop in Croatia was Dubrovnik.
Its beautiful. The old town is gorgeous. All cobbled streets and red roof tops with little ally ways and passages everywhere. The best thing about it though is it has a breeze!
I have now realised I am not made for hot weather...Its no good unless you are near the sea or in a pool. I will never complain about an overcast day ever again!
The worst thing about Croatia though is the mosquitos. Oh how they love me.
I look like I have leprosy or something. Jennys bites are few and huge where as mine are little and EVEYWHERE on my arm . You should see my left arm. I have counted 30 on one arm all the way up...just one arm and like a couple on my feet. I dont know what is so appealing about that arm!
