Partying in Split
Trip Start
Jun 06, 2008
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Trip End
Jun 20, 2008
In Split I stayed in a friendly small old fashioned hostel of 16 beds where their dog licked your toes and everyone could sit out in the courtyard chatting. Inbetween the bursts of rain I wandered around the Roman Palace which comprises most of the old town. Stunning stuff with narrow lanes of slippy marble. In the evening I hung out with the rather eclectic mix of hostel occupants. For some reason the hostel of was full of (charming) americans - a mix of drop out hippy types and bright eyed navy boys on shore leave. This made a change from the usual hundreds of australians! Having a few beers in town some of the locals objected to a couple of the americans (probably cos of their tatoos) and a punch up ensued. Fortunately there were no bruises. The following night we met up with some local girls that one of them had been in contact through the internet. These girls were a real laugh and took us to one of the rowdier seaside bars. One of the americans (who reminded me strangely of kermit the frog but without green skin) decided to wear a bizarre pale blue beret and I thought we might be in for another punch up, particularly as I was wearing a magnetic blue cycling top (it was the only thing I had left that was not either wet or very well worn), but we got home in the early hours unscathed... although a bit wet as it still had not stopped raining!
