And honestly, I still haven’t seen half of Croatia yet.
Next comes the long drive south:
Zadar → Split → Dubrovnik.
Which basically means more hours of Vanilla gliding along roads that seem to have been designed specifically for campervans, road trips and dramatic drone footage.
One minute you’re winding around rocky mountainsides…
the next the Adriatic suddenly appears beside you looking completely ridiculous in the sunshine.
The rhythm out here is different too.
No rushing.
No urgency.
Just:
🚐 driving
🌊 stopping for views
☕ random coffee breaks
🍕 seaside food
🍺 suspiciously cheap lager
📸 “just one more photo” every 10 minutes
The dangerous thing about Croatia is that every time you think:
“Right… definitely moving on tomorrow…”
…it casually produces another harbour, another sunset or another waterfront bar and completely ruins your plans.
Vanilla absolutely belongs here though.
Windows down.
Music on.
Warm Adriatic air coming through the cab.
It’s less like travelling now…
and more like drifting through a moving postcard. 🚐✨
TravelerI’ve been to all of them,all brilliant.x