Last Day In Croatia (for now)

I'm still behind on the week... Too much doing of things and not enough writing about the doing.

Which I say mostly in jest, the doing is paramount. Yet sometimes I enjoy the doing more when I also give myself time to reflect on what I have been doing.

The last day in Croatia was not, apparently, a good day for reflection! Instead I slept soundly, waking to enjoy a raging tempest outside my very dry lodgings. I love a good storm but it would have sucked to be on the over-crowded sailboat with this kind of weather, so I feel grateful for the timing.

In the morning I was feeling some.... Dismay. I'd been planning to walk around Trogir again but doing that in the rain held little appeal - those limestone/marble cobbled streets seem dangerous when wet.

Fortunately the rain let up and we got out into the world to do a bus ride to Trogir, then a nice meander through narrow walkways. The day was dominated by breakfast (delicious) and touring a 14th century fortress built by the Venetians to protect themselves. And gelato, gelato was enjoyed.

The week's shenanigans really caught up to all of us and as the steamy air heated up, it was a struggle to stay awake and interested in the town.

It bears saying: the Dalmatian Coast has an abundance of forts/Kastela. They're everywhere and while they are beautiful now it speaks of a more savage time when such tremendous buildings were needed to prevent invasion and plunder. I'm glad to live now vs. then.

We bussed back to where we had stored our luggage, lunched at HISTORY, then I barely caught my bus back to Split where I killed a couple hours snapping photos and chitchatting on the phone before boarding an overnight bus to Belgrade, Serbia.

Funny- I was in Split merely one week ago yet it felt like much water had rushed beneath that bridge.Read more