Hotel Adriatic Hvar

It seems like we&#8217;re a little too late for traveling further by bike. Walking down the street today it was only 6 degrees and raining. A few more degrees and it will be snow. Far too cold for cycling and camping (at least by our standards), and not very fun for sight seeing either. This is winter settling in in northern Italy. <br><br>The plan was to cycle south today along the east coast so that I would at least get to cycle and see some ...

Now, I am in Italy. In this moment, breathing Italian air, noticing that I have, unbeknownst to me, started pretending that I understand Italian. I read the street signs, I read the placks that are coincidentally placed in front of me. Now, don't confuse read, with comprehead. I found a small City Museum that I persued, and the lady at the counter was kind enough to loan me a guide book that was in Italian on one side and ...

... 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 ...

... overtakes you on bends and also crosses onto your side of the road going around the sharp bends on steep mountain roads.. including massive trucks. It was enough to keep anyone awake. We were heading for Elba but it seemed like a long drive. Tricked myself though but first aiming for Lake Tramiseno, then siena and then before we knew it we were at Piombino and about to board the ferry to Elba Island...<br>

... off the boat, we were after 7.30 before we were called. So we trouped off the ferry and got on a leather clad bus which seemed nice. It did have the bad air conditoning of the previous Greek bus but the plus side was the seats did slide apart slightly to give a bit more room. <br> So off the bus takes off at way too early in the morning to go to Delphi- the ruins of Apollo. Most of us settled in for a nap, I tried out the new neck pillow with some ...

Our plan to get up early was a success; I even managed to grab a shower amongst the clickety-click insect wildlife, and we were off at a quarter to eight having bade a good day to Mrs Campsite and her man who does. <br><br>The first stage towards Ancona was another scaling of mighty lumps of rock. We gasped incredulously as the road continued to turn up and up and up in a quite relentless fashion. The view once over the pass was spectacular, a ...

... eventually wandering into the "resort area" of the islands consisting of a few restaurants where we hiked to the other side of the island to check out the marina before drinking a demi-litre of local red on the deck of a cute place named Bacchus. Our last stop was the island of Jerolem where a california/croatian woman we had met invited us to stop by and visit "her friend's island that she inherited." We didn't meet this lucky friend but we did hike around this small pine ...

... my moneybelt for about 3.5 months now. One must remember that the moneybelt doesnt get much air - ever. It is always inside my pants. You could imagine the change in color it has gone through during the last 100 plus days with all the sweat that it has absorbed. I decided to finally wash my moneybelt as its stench could now be smelled even when it was tucked inside my pants. For the ...

... clear and I could imagine how inviting it must be to jump in on a hot summer day. Jean said that in summer the whole of the dock is lined with millionaire cruisers and 'beautiful people' flock to the cafés and bars. We walked until we began to grow both cold and tired. We had reached a small park on our waterfront walk and the girls agreed to turn back for some lunch on the proviso that they had a chance to go back to the park later in the day. I think if ...

We had to get up at 5:00 to catch the bus back to the terminal and catch a bus back to Split, where the ferry to Hvar departs. The ride back was wonderful. Looking at the coastline, and all the cities, villages, and homes tucked around. I think you could spend two weeks easy exploring this area. One thing Dennis noticed - we never seen any animals or wildlife. Even very few ...