Travel Blogs from Makarska
... wine, amazing seafood platter, mood music and had cooled down a little. All was nice till Ashe felt something cool and wet in her hair. Yep that's supposed to be good luck, bird s#*t all through her hair. Some home made Limón cello would cheer her up though. We then met up with the crew again for some drinks on the boat and then back to 'Deep' the cave ...
... 2 a bottle. Pretty much anything goes at this place, table dancing, sparkling flares lighting up the room, lots of shots all under the sounds of standard chart music. For a moment I felt like we were frauds encroaching on an 18-30’s holiday but the vodka red bulls were kicking in and we gave as good as we got!
For every bar like Kiva, there are other quieter establishments. Hvar is a place where everything is catered for. Even if you are on ...
... river mills and back and mostly flat for 10km - the others carry on for another 8km including uphill.
Joy, one of our Essex ladies had a mishap when unbalanced on a steep drive and unfortunately toppled into thorns which left a few cuts and a sore back - but a few serviettes and plastic bag bandages were applied and she stoically carried on.
Chicken lunch is ready and time to cough up for tips to crew ...
... the supremely-bemused, underaged gas station attendants (for paying purposes) if they're heading south.
I've noticed transport trucks driving around the gas station to park in the back lot, alongside a few tour buses. For the past twenty minutes I've been shuffling back and forth between the different plots, hoping to get a bit of luck.
6 weeks down, 4 more to go.
I slept so well last night, it was fantastic! I packed up my things, took a book from the hostel room (everyone else had checked out, and I had finished mine), and headed to town. I didn't have a plan for today. I walked around the shore for a while, thought about getting breakfast, then wandered around some more. I was at a bit of a loss as to what I should do. Eventually I went swimming, but the spot on the ...