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Life's a beach
Apparently I have goat issues.
I didn't know this until Craig pointed it out to me over dinner at the Stoncica restaurant on the beach last night. The owner of the restaurant had just served us the single most fantastic meal we have ever eaten cooked over a barbecue of wood from the local vines and had just bought over a platter of …
The Up and Coming Destination
... like Pocahontas going "just around the river bend." All I needed was my faithful animal companions and I would have been set.
I managed to muster up the courage to jump off a cliff along the river. I'd say it was about 20 feet high, which becomes increasingly intimidating the longer you stand on the edge. I felt as though my stomach traveled all the way up to my throat as I jumped off the cliff. The impact ...
The day Bryony was nearly murdered...
... into the bathroom and shower with my clothes on. I was past caring. But oh no, Peter, the guy who ran the hostel wanted to show us around give us hints and tips of what to see and do while we were in Split. On any other occasion i would have welcomed his sweetness with open arms, but not today, i couldn't wait to finish the conversation. I grabbed my stuff and jumped straight in the shower while Bryony got chatting to a guy called Sam ...
They'll be Riding Down the Mountain when They Come
... to make it to top. When we arrived back at the motel we were not as decrepit as we were yesterday. After a quick shower we met in Debbie and Carol's room for wine and cheese. The cheap wine we bought the day before is now better diluted with water (says Pam) or mixed with lemon beer (says me -sangria!) or left for the maids (say many others). We walked in groups to the other side of town (5 min) to the only restaurant left open for the season. It was delicious ...
Day 296 - Split Personality
It's been five years since I stepped foot in this city. Fresh faced and naive about the world. Studying abroad in Italy at the time and taking the risk of renting a car with a group of classmates and driving it through eastern Europe to land on the shores of Croatia. Split has changed quite a bit since then and so have I. The town is almost unrecognizable, walking amidst the now crowded boulevards filled with designer ...