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... We rested/fumed back at our apartment first. Luckily, the front door was hard to lock and was still unlocked and we had left the key under a mat by our door upstairs.
Long story short, we had to do some persuading to convince them we didn't just miss the bus. We finally found someone who spoke decent English and he luckily worked for AutoTrans, the bus company. He was going to Rijeka and took us under his wing and made sure we got on ...
... stiffens to the point every muscle is painfully tensed in protection and fear. Your jaw is clenched shut, and at this point it is unclear what or who is powering your motorbike, there is a complete disconnect between your mind, body and your actions.
This is the state we were in as we crossed the border into Croatia. We slowed through a passport control area, but unable to see the signs through our visors, we squinted and innocently rolled ...
... city centre. The hotel has arranged sandwiches for us and they are huge. I manage to eat one! They are served with juice. I mean real juice not our sort of juice! The afternoon consists of three different parts . First we have a tour in the bus. We visit a beautiful cemetery Mirogoj where Franjo Tudjman, the first Croatian President and Milka Trnina a famous Opera Singer are buried. Allegedly, the famous ...
... of the Old City and stumbled upon a great seafood restaurant that was still open. Seafood risotto - yumm!
The next day we enjoyed a leisurely morning by the pool, then headed out to the beach for a bit. we sat in the sun, had a couple beers, chatted, and watched the boats sail by... a heavenly way to spend the day. After we'd had a enough sun it was back to the town for a wander around. We checked out ...
... but just so happened to speak Croatian a little better. The old ladies weren't happy that we were in seats they wanted. After getting kicked off, let back on, kicked off, and let back on again, we were finally on our way to Split, sitting in the back row right next to the miserable old ladies. Once the bus was in motion and we sure we were going, Karen declared that she wasn't going to let this ruin what she had ...