Another untold adventure…
I’d never quite been to a place like Croatia before last summer, but it is safe to say that I adore it and I would definitely return. I stayed around the bottom part of the Dalmation coast in the city of Split. A popular destination in the 1990’s but somewhat forgotten by the average tourist. I’m so glad that we decided to take this journey because it was beautiful.
Split is surrounded by the Adriatic sea which I must say it the most clear turquoise see that I have ever swam in. We sunbathed on the rocks and dived into the sea, there were some injuries sustained but it was all in good fun! The food in Split was beautiful and inexpensive, I believe it was the cheapest trip yet!
We stayed in a beautiful apartment which overlooked the mountains and as far as the eye could see of the Adriatic.
My week in Croatia, took me on many adventures from the Island of Trogir, the small island of Brac to catching a train through Zagreb. Needless to say it was quite a little adventure before the big adventure that was 9 countries in 3 and a half weeks!
We caught a coach (which was a local bus system) after SOO much confusion as to where we needed to catch the bus with no help from tourist info. Nevertheless we persevered and ended up asking the coach driver for information which got slightly lost in translation (you can tell we spent a lot of time confused on this trip haha) but we got there finally after two hours of trying to find transport and an hours journey we stepped off of the coach onto a beautiful old island which had cocktails bars, scrumptious food and EXTREMELY slippery pavements. It was surrounded by boats and beautiful water, I just wanted to stay there for a year! it was gorgeous. The journey back however was not so gorgeous, we caught the public bus which said Split on, it was well air conditioned unlike the coach but took twice as long. We stepped off at the last stop into a completely different area of the city and soon realised that this was the SAID local bus station and the one by the harbour was the coach station. Without extremely good map skills, a satnav, a huge bottle of water and appropriate shoes you probably won’t find this bus station. It was nestled become large high-rises, not signposted and about a mile out of the way. We decided to walk back to our apartment which bearing in mind was about 45 mins walk from the harbour took us a mighty long time!. A few hours past and a few stops at the local bars and we finally reached the shopping district (which of course I knew how to navigate from haha) and to dinner we went! Moral of the story don’t trust buses.
The other island Brac was much easier to navigate to. Although it sits out at sea, there was a simple ferry system which took you across for the day and then you had to catch the last ferry home. Brac is a very rustic island and so there isn’t a great deal to do in the harbour town (that the ferry stops in) however, there is some of the most delicious sea food to be consumed on the island and some quite potent wine to be drank. After a full belly and a healthy buzz, sight seeing and sun bathing it was. The sea was a little choppy that side of the water and so I refrained from being thrashed about by the rising tide, it was still heaps of fun.
The rest of the week was spent shopping, sunbathing, swimming, eating and visiting Diocletian’s palace which is I think the oldest building I’ve ever set foot in. Also it is interesting that old town Split is built around the remains of Diocletian’s palace and still holds a market under it’s arches (quite hot down there though). It rained on one day of the trip which quite little sent people flying. The marble floors can lead to some very serious injuries, I found myself walking like a duck, Imagine a penguin on ice skates and your picturing me in the old town haha. Overall, the strip was filled with beautiful moments, laughter and we made unforgettable memories.
One downfall would have to be tourist information or any information points in Croatia. Travelling such long distances, I needed basic information that the information desk just would not provide, this was a fault for me because then goo ogle became my best friend. I recommend always keeping an electronic device on you because it is clear that tourist information are not there for the tourists, who they are for, it is not clear to see but they need to step up their game in my opinion.
I had a bit of a culture shock when I discovered walking across train tracks is a complete normality intact, when we got to Zagreb people were strolling across tracks when a train was coming! Lesson learnt, have more balls haha.