Weinbergschlosshotel Villa Antonio Orebic

... After an hour of sailing and sitting in the sun, sinking a few cold ales things relaxed as we stopped for a swim. By the night we had all downed a 'few' more cold ones and were all getting on as though we alll knew each other really well. The next morning we all woke with severe hangovers, but these were somewhat forgotten due to the amazing surroundings, cooked breakfast and great weather as we sailed down the coast. Before lunch we ...

... you expect...we have had to find some new drinks of choice and I now LOVE cherry brandy, not as original as Mirek's find though, did you know mixing brandy and tonic water tastes just like Grapefruit?? wierd! We are heading back to Prague tomorrow night, but leaving early in the morning so that we can see Dubrovnic before we do. Everyone has raved about it, including my parents who were there in the 70's! We'll let you know all about it next update.....

... a people to make the diving worthwhile-a". And at that point, to coin a nautical phrase, I realised my plans might just be "scuppered". Feverishly I scuttled along the very small stretch of rocky beach talking to the few people there who looked vaguely sporty in an attempt to drum up the necessary business. Alas, it was not to be, but instead I found myself chatting to two lovely irish girls, plus a girl from Bosnia with the most brown eyes I think I have ...

... the dock at Loviste. This is not what I was expecting from the Croatian islands. Although we didn't get to Korcula, we could see it from just across the inlet, and I was expecting Greek Islands. This is so much more like Corfu. Trees, castles, walls, villages - it's very nice. We both agree that sailing around here would be a wonderful way to spend a few days.

... wrought by the war. The only sign of change is in the two-tone effect of old-red and new-red tiles on the city roofs. Bells peeled in near-synchronisation from the many churches and monasteries every hour, and outside the walls the endless sea heaved and crashed. The greatest surprise though; amidst the bad pizza restaurants and tacky souvenir shops, there were people living in the old town! Here only was the last vestige of tourist-less life, right in the ...

... bus stop right outside the train station, they will take you to the old town, or you can take a cab. I got there late at night and ended up taking a taxi because I couldn't figure out the buses. It was quiet hard to find, unless you have a little time to investigate. I ended up with a woman from Macedonia and Bosnia, which was neat. We talked one night about the Bosnian war, and the conflict between Albania and Macedonia. It was very ...

... sleep I've gotten so far. Ben keeps mentioning that he has decided not to have a care in the world, sounds like a good idea. After this entry I need to book my ferry ticket to Ancona Italy. I hate to leave it here but I know new adventures await. Last night we were well behaved, had a nice little dinner at a Pizzaeria and just a couple beers (they are pretty darn light ...

... and also discovered the green caves and got out and had a swim. Lovely. Also went to a nude beach, lost its appeal being by myself!!! Definitely an island that doesn't have much scope for meeting people if you are by your self. Ok though I had a very relaxing time

... on our less than stellar planning and a general reluctance to wait around for another day in Budapest, getting off the bus was not something in our near future. Rather than going directly from Hungary to Dubrovnik, our chosen destination inside the Croatian borders, we booked ourselves seats on a very long slow bus that took us into the northern reaches of Croatia to a town called Pula. When we were making the decision about what to do when the ticket sales-person informed us ...

... strolled down to the main square, where I was one of the first to sit down for a cup of coffee. I watched the city rise, locals walk their dogs, pick up newspapers, shout greetings from windows and prepare for the, in my opinion, horrible herds of cruise ship passengers to arrive, guided by a loan person imitating English waving a numbered plaque or umbrella. However, their arrival is always better on my wallet - after 2 or 3 cups of coffee, I know it's time for me to move on ...