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Travel Blogs from Karlovac
Interesting day in Zagreb
... about where they had been and where they were going to next . After much humming and haaaahing I decide it will be too rushed to go to Slovenia ( will have to wait until next time) and we will catch a bus to Plitvice Lake National Park and then another bus on to Zadar on the coast. Glad that is settled and sorted. Next got on to hostelworld's site and booked a hostel for tomorrow night in Zadar.
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Interesting start to the trip...
... some exercise and the sunny weather at this time in the early afternoon was stunning. The rays beat down as the mercury hit 27 or 28 C with zero humidity. The lake itself was pleasant: the water was a bright blue colour with a scattering of bathers absorbing the rays. We passed what appeared to be a rowing strip, where canoeists could race over a 2 km course. Once we finished circling the lake we again made our way back into town, stopping periodically to eat some fruit and take ...
Hole In The Wall Hostel
... worried when we stepped in as we had to go through their porch into the back and was taken to a buidling behind their house. It turned out though that the rooms were actually alright and it seemed like they were just starting as a hostel. The second building in the back yard it looked like, was also being rennovated into more rooms. It definately wasn`t like any hostel we`ve stayed in so far. It was basically just double rooms in ...
Low Season in Croatia
... and cheese. We sat next to a table of literally the stupidest tourists we have ever run across-- 100% foul and classless. It's no wonder that tourists are so unwelcome in many parts of Europe. It seems as though a number of tourists simply show up in a place, get as drunk as possible and make a giant mess, then yell about it for the rest of the week. Intolerable.
We ran away from them to find a coffee shop to ...
A lone ranger once again
So Since my last post i have ridden from Slovakia threw Austria, Slovenia and into Croatia. It was strange leaving Bratislava as for the past few weeks I had either had company or had a target to keep me motivated. It sounds odd, but in a way meeting up with family was a bit like going home so leaving and suddenly being on my own again, knowing I wouldn't see my mum and sister for another few months, was quite strange.
Caught with my trouser down in Austria
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