Saturday, July 24, 2010

Day 90

Well I guess I will start off with the obvious. officially three months has passed by since I left home. Three months since I have had a nice plate of Pina's pasta, since I have had my bed, or seen my boyfriend! I have made it to 11 different countries in that time and have loved every minute.

The rest of Zadar was great. I gave up on the beach scene there, it was just too rocky and packed with people to enjoy. I spent the last day in the city, wondering in the endless markets they have and getting lost in the towns old small roads. I watched the famous sunset from the organ steps. Organ steps you ask? Well it is a massive organ under these steps at the end of the harbour. As the waves come and crash underneath the air pressure makes the sounds, and as the waves change so does the music. It is really neat to see, unfortunately like every other tourist attraction it gets ruined by the loud screaming children. They should enforce a quite zone, at least for the sunset hours so others can hear clearly and enjoy the music. Right next to the organ they have this huge circle that lights up in different colours to represent the sun.

Oh and I got invaded by old Croatian ladies in the park. Let me explain. I was sitting on a bench having a nice little dinner by myself when a old lady asks to sit next to me. Great, no problem. Then her friend comes over sits right in between us and they start talking very loudly. The next bench over frees up so I move. I decided to sit smack in the middle with my bags on either side of me to make it clear there was no room for anyone else. After 5 minutes of peace, a new set of old ladies pop up, gesture to me if I can move over so they can sit. I do and again they get real loud and begin their evening gossip session. Finally I see a third bench free up so I rush to that one. I like to hear the waves and read quietly in the park instead of all this loud talk. However that is just not possible here. I look up and I see another pair of old ladies walking over. I just start laughing because I know they are headed right for me! And they do, they come over and sit down to ruin my evening again. Next time I think I will lay out on the entire bench just like the bums do. No one seems to bother them because while I got interrupted three times, there were at least two bums laying on the benches who did not get annoyed once!

The next day I took the morning bus South to Spilt. Beach was not any better, this one was actually all cement. Well to be fair I would not classify it as a beach. It just looks like a bay where they used to dock boats, and now people go swimming there. After a tan session I made it to my hostel and headed out with a few friends I made. We were all leaving the next morning so we headed out to one of the clubs for the night to relax and have some drinks before we departed. Fun night- not a fun morning.

Caught the ferry to Hvar in the morning. Boat ride was NOT fun, and I will remember not to drink the night before I have to be on a ferry. Learned my lesson. The one good thing about the trip was across from me was a family holding a little Maltese puppy! I ended up staring at this little puppy for quite a while, I even got some weird looks from the mother a few times (she was probably thinking I was a little crazy).

Regardless of who thought I was crazy or not I made it Hvar island. I am currently sitting in a cafe shop enjoying some free Internet, sipping on a cold sprite as the sun goes down. A note about Hvar- Extremely windy!

2 comments:

  1. Huh...'your old Croatian ladies' story is oddly similar to your 'little dutch boys' story. Weird!
    The good thing is...at least you weren't mistaken for a bum.

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  2. Sounds like they wanted your food, like pigeons those old croats are.

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