Travel Blogs from Njivice
... called Sweaty Rock, or Sveti Rok as the Croatian’s call it. We were heading straight for it and into a tunnel – 18,632ft long!
And while we’re talking numbers, here’s an update on our road trip stats:
Countries visited = 9
Miles driven = 1,980 miles
Average miles per gallon = 58.0
Cost of fuel = 242 euros
Objects impacted = 2 (both in UK)
Insects killed = ...
... the first thunderclap and fairly soon after that I heard ths first raindrops on the tent, I jumped out of bed and began to put the drying rack in the front part of the tent so it would stay dry. I also put the chairs there, so we could sit dry in the morning.
The thunderstorm was off somewhere on thd mainland and bounced around in the mountains, so this time we only got a bit rain instead of hail or a downpour.
... dud the job. It was in an old port side 4 story building old staircase but had the best local market at our door. Veg, fish, meat, it had it all. During our week we did a day tour to Pula, and ancient port village complete with roman gates and walls and an amphitheatre like ...
... when I had a lead to follow. So, the search for campsites had been extremely hit and miss. Perhaps I should have joined the Caravan Club, after all. However, I had found a tantalising name, that of Autocamp Sibinj, which sounded irresistible. So our target for tonight was to find the prestigious Autocamp Sibinj, somewhere up the coast from Zadar.
We headed north along the mighty A1, which took us back through the modern hi-tec road tunnel to the other side of the ...
... could see a likely place on google earth. In the end we found the one Ed was looking for. It was right by the sea. We faffed about a bit as Willow had parked me on a terrace the wrong way round but we got sorted in the end.
They did some sorting out then went for supper at the beach bar. It cooled off in the end and they had avery pleasant supper. By opening the boot and leaving it open, it was cool enough to sleep.