Dalmacija Vela Luka

... 20 feet from the ocean. And the view is incredible. There&#8217;s nothing blocking the view of the ocean and surrounding islands. We even have an ocean view from our little window in our room. And a view of the ancient guard tower (just feet from our window) that was connected to the castle walls. <br><br>We spent the evening exploring the tiny town a little bit, had dinner at a restaurant, and bought groceries for the next three days. In the morning, we ...

... were stepping off the ferry, hoards of people were shouting to us, &#8220;Do you need accommodation?!&#8221; It was all the locals who have sobes. They all wait at the ferry dock to &#8220;attack&#8221; tourists when they are walking off the plank. We then had to choose between three different people who had gotten to us, all trying to convince us to rent their place simultaneously. It&#8217;s really hard to listen to three Croatians who barely ...

... pizzerii i potem... zwiedzamy " kocia republike".<br>Zabytkow mnostwo - jak zawsze ciesza oko.<br>Natomiast ilosc kotow na uliczkach, skwerach, placach - przekroczyla nasza wyobraznie.<br>Ogladamy tez dom zakupiony prze Billa Gatesa - niestety nie mozna tam wejsc. Ale to, co widac z zewnatrz, swiadczy o duzych pieniadzach i dobrym smaku!<br>Wieczorem, juz po zmroku pokonujemy / adrenalinka..adrenalinka!/ serpentyny w drodze do domu w Prapratnie.

... courses each and every lunch....<br> <br>Due to the weather conditions, no-one went swimming in the morning and we arrived in Hvar a couple of hours earlier than planned. We had unexpectedly arrived on the eve of a national/island holiday (St Stephens martyr day) and some festivities were planned for the evening. The town is ...

... we went to the quieter side, only to find it was also a nudist beach down the end. Shane groaned about the view and I laughed at him groaning. We stayed at the other end of this part of the beach, but still were lucky enough to see a lot of middle aged Europeans bending over to find&#8230;.well what, really, what &#8211;<br>pebbles? Why were they continuously bending over to look at the ground??<br>SPECIAL pebbles?! What, extra curvy, extra smooth, an unusual black one?!!? I<br ...

Duncan and Mike left yesterday leaving me all on my own. Well thats not entirely true there was 7 Norwegian girl who we had met earlier in the week and looked after me for the rest of the day.Life as a backpacker can be really tough. Speaking of which one of them, Ingelin has invited me to stay in Norway for a fews days. So my planned route has slightly changed ...

... hand painted signs that read "nudi". Needless to say I soon found myself at a tiny inlet with various old German men and women strolling, bathing, and frolicking in the buff. Oh dear, the holiday just went downhill! So for the next few hours I swam and sunbathed whilst avoiding the strata of frankfurter-induced cellulite and eventually headed back to the town much refreshed and in need of therapy.

... being on the boat! After lunch we arrived at Korcula and set off to walk through town. Went to the cathedral and shopped (well looked) for a couple hours before going to an amazing bar for a cocktail. The bar was an open patio on top of a turret from the old town wall. You had to climb a ladder to get up and the drinks came up on a pulley, in a basket. Had a Cocorama before making our way to a pizza restaurant for some ...

... and then all of my listening rituals that had brought me such joy. The next day we decided to do a bus ride to other side of the island. Destination Jelsa. After our usual amount of stressing, is this the right bus? How do we know when to get off? Will the bus plunge off the cliff? We boarded the bus and immediately began a steep climb. I did not feel comfortable in my faded seat until the blaring pop music filled the bus and I could see religious icons dangling and swaying ...

... leave for the next island. The boat was a small wooden boat and it was mainly full of one loud, extended Italian family! It was really nice sitting in the sun and cruising along to the next island. The next island was Sipan. Here Dubrovnik aristocracy built houses in the 15th century. Again I headed straight for the 'beach'- which was small and pebbly. After a nice ...