Hotel Marko Polo Korcula

... of the two last cars to miss the ferry. We wonder if our fabulous luck has run out; the next ferry isn’t for an hour. So we trudge up to the ticket booth only to discover the People Ferry is a fourth of the price and leaves every half hour, plus we won’t have to deal with parking on the island. I guess our luck is still with us!

The ferry takes about 25 minutes and as we pull in the harbor I ...

... ladder, and the drinks are sent up via a lift attached to the outside of the turret. I almost froze to death (did I mention it's cold in Croatia?) and paid more for that one drink than I've paid for some entire meals, but it was well worth it. Wandered around the city more on ?? morning (I've no idea what day it is anymore) and after checking out Marco Polo's birthplace, caught the afternoon bus to Dubrovnik ...

... Everything. The "Great Aussie BBQ" - complete with snags and tomato sauce that we organised at the hostel in Bled. Discovering the Slovenian national drink - blueberry liqueur. The real blueberries at the bottom of the bottle sure have a kick. Things we learned in...Slovenia: The Slovenian national dish is horse though, as open minded as we are, we couldn't stomach a horse burger from "Red 'n' Hot Horse" in Ljubljana. To ...

... splashing in the water and the sun filtered through the trees... You get the picture, it was beautiful and very relaxing. Josh and I looked at the map to try and find an alternate route back to the village. We did get a little bit lost, and ended up having to follow the road most of the way, but there were hardly any cars, and it was still such a pretty walk through the mountains I didn't mind too much. Star got a bit stressed that she was going to miss the ferry ...

... with a newer Croatian town built up around it. We took a daz trip from Pula to Rovinj and that was also a joy. Rovinj is a tinz, perfectlz formed, completelz intact, medieval town 45 minutes further north, made from Istrian stone and sitting on a spit in the turquoise Adriatic sea. The sun shone in the azure skz, the mid-winter temperature was about 14, the sea sparkled, the fishing boats bobbed, the palm trees and czpress were ...

Hola! He tenido abandonado esto unos dias por motivos....mmmmm... porque me dio la gana jeje... Estoy en Corcula (en realidad coćula, y se lee corchula) es una pequenia isla croata, tiene una ciudad antigua que es muy parecida a Dubrovnik pero mas pequenia, aqui he pasado estos ultimos dias, del apartamento a la playita y de la playita pues ...

... I love hearing stories like that. Of course, I told her my Isabel story (I seem to do that a lot with strangers). Shared a cabin with an Italian guy named Guiseppe. He's from the Naples area. He gave me some great tips like taking bus instead of the train (much faster and without any changes) and also gave me some safety tips. When a local guy gives you safety tips, you better listen. Don't wear jewelery of any kind and don't flash cash or your camera. Naples sounds scary!

... one hostel in the city and of course it was booked. So we hiked back the couple of miles to the bus station to try and figure it out. We finally got there and decided to just go with some old woman who offered us a room at her house for a reasonable price. I know what you are thinking, and yes, it was that sketchy. But we were out of options and completely beat. Once we crammed in ...

... making a dash down the hill, grabbing our luggage and trying for the bus, but our sense of fate kept us where we were. I was envisioning another swim in the sea, but it was not going to happen in Vela Luka. As we walked down I wondered if we had just missed the last Summer wave. On the boardwalk back to our pension we ran into Ivan. He had changed into a jogging warm up suit and a wool sailors cap staring out over the water, into the sky. He said that he was ...

... a song in English so that we could sing along and help him make more money. "Country Roads (Take Me Home)" was his English repeirtore, so with lots of clapping, foot-stamping and attempts to harmonise we successfully drove the remainging tourists away. But we 'made him feel happy' so that alone was worth it. The three of us wandered back into Old Town to Dubrovnik's Irish bar. Travelling adage - when all else is closing, the Irish Bar will still be open. We plonked ourselves at ...