KULUSIC Split

... so a lot of people in Split would have gone back to their villages or home town for the weekend.<br>Also explains why the graves in Zagreb looked so good the day too.<br>Went to Gaga which the barman at the first bar said if any place would be busy, that place would be and it was dead.<br><br>Saturday walked around the market, got Burek for breakfast and then up a bunch of stairs to get a good look over Split. <br>Such a beautiful ...

... it was the perfect time to be sick. We just watched movies on his laptop, American shows on the TV with 2 channels (Friends, Xena Warrior Princess&#8230;), cooked, and played Chess on our mini travel set. Overall, it was nice to relax but I know I started feeling a little bored. <br><br>Saturday came around and the storm was clearing (only a little bit of rain and clouds that morning). We then hopped on a ferry to another island, called Korcula.

After we left the park, the drive down to where we are now was spectacular, although a bit different than I pictured Croatia to be-it is a lot rockier and a bit more like what we thought Greece would be like. Our second campsite was just before the town of Zadar in a town called Nin; we pulled in and this funny little man came up to us-there was no way we could say no to his smiling face even if the campsite was horrible! Luckily ...

So we arrived in Split to kickoff our Sail Croatia experience. Getting off the bus whilst still dark is not the most pleasant experience. Was slightly chilly but not cold and there really isnt much to see. There was a crazy lady who kept on offering us a room ... was tempting but we persisted through. We got to see our first and probably only sunrise of our trip and then the warmth kicked in. Doubled with a coffee we were warmed and trying to keep the reminants of sleep at bay.<br><br>We ...

... was only meant to be for four people, so the boat was small but perfect for our purpose. We left a town called Omis at around noon and in an hour or so were in a small town on Brac island. We walked around the town for awhile and then got back on the boat and headed to a somewhat secluded bay to do some swimming. Then our guide, Milan, gave us some amazing fresh fish that he caught the previous night. Not a bad little snack. We took the boat back to Omis ...

... landscape and make them look like oil paintings; the water is green and blue and clear and very salty; and the horizon goes on forever, with only islands and the occassional ferry boat breaking up the view. I highly recommend it. <br><br>We flew into Dubrovnik on Tuesday and spent three days exploring the tiny old town, lazing about the beach, and engaging in uncomfortable conversation with our slightly creepy host. No hostels are close to ...

... were on board. And to be fair to Croatia, this hasn't been a problem so far. From fun loving Geordies in Split, to merry mennonites in Zagreb to the surprisingly large Rugby loving hibernophilic fraternity of Zadar (where I'm based) I have to say that there has been no drought in the drinking partner dept. I digress. Split eh? A town of such lovlieness will of course attract the ever present crowd of STUPID PEOPLE that seem to descend upon the world's premier ...

... A quartet of Dalmatian Klapa singers were performing and selling their CDs within one of the palaces. I stood in awe, with goosebumps on my skin and quite literally almost a tear in my eye, their sound was so hauntingly beautiful, echoing off the palace walls. And...people were taking pictures of them. I wanted to tell everyone to put their cameras down and just listen. I decided to put my own camera away for the most part yesterday (ironic, I know) and truly ...

... so we went to the beach for a little bit, where they had a dj cranking some tunes and bikini clad hotties running around the beach doing some sort of photo shoot. We were going to meet the english dudes and their friends at the ferry station at 5 and then we were going to catch the ferry together to the island. but the were two ferries to Hvar at 5 and Ane and i got the wrong one, we thought they must have missed it and that we were going to have to party on our own ...

I arrived at Split at about 6:00pm off the boat with the stupid French people on it. I alighted with some really cool older Americans who are both veteran travellers from way back. They were so impressed by me sleeping on the floor in the restaurant on the ferry that they decided they should take me out for dinner. I was happy to oblige. The lady and the man, whose names I can't remember, were not married to each other (both had their respective marriages), but ...