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... Flash units. I found out later where they were from.
After that we wandered around the walkway that followed the waterfront. We eventually ran into some of the others and sat in the shade in a small bay and just chatted. At about 13:00, a couple of us went to find some lunch. We stopped at a place along the waterfront called “BB Club” or something, and found more members of the group seated there and just leaving. I ordered a Greek salad, ...
... is amazing.
In saying this, the concentration to ensure nothing happened was intense, as it is not what I do, more what other people do on the roads. There are only 2 petrol stations on the island , one at each end. We had trouble finding our closest, but found a guy on a bike, with a petrol can between his legs going to fill up. We followed him luckily, or we would still be looking for it.
Another item to cross of the bucket list.
... I need to be the instigator but it is difficult when they are in couples/groups of friends. Oh well - I didn't come on the cruise to chat to people. We docked in a sheltered bay for a swim break but I have to say there was no way I was going in. It was overcast and everyone was standing on the decks watching! Almost all the men went in - you know all those macho Aussies and Kiwis!!!!! They said it wasn't cold but I didn't believe them. We then sailed on to Pucisca on Brac Island. ...
... we found a campground a short distance away and set up the camper, before enjoying the heat of the afternoon on the beach. With the sun leaving the narrow strip of coast just on 4pm, we decided to enjoy the last of the day with a walk around the coastline, enjoying the view.
With the skies looking somewhat greyer than normal, we boarded the ferry mid-morning, bound for Korcula, togs, towels and a picnic packed – we were still ...
... into our hotel at Pomena to find I not only had a room with a view, but a balcony from which to drink in the spectacular view over the quaint little harbour. Having had a long hot day I cracked open a bottle of wine and sat out on the balcony in the cool breeze listening to the water lap at the seawall as the yachts bobbed about dancing to the rhythm of the waves and day slowly faded into night.
The next morning I was up at first light, ...