Currently I’m sailing from Dubrovnik to Split along the Dalmatian Coast. It is probably the slowest thing I have done all trip and it’s very strange to not have to get up to “be” somewhere!
I walk most mornings, so it’s an interesting challenge to not get up and go for a walk in the morning. Most nights we are docked in a port, which can mean we are near the party boats. These party cruises are for the 18-35’s and I did actually try to book into one of those (because they are a hell of a lot cheaper than this boat), but I’m glad they had ageist rules that said “no one over 35”! On our second night there were 3 of these boats moored just down from us, blaring 3 different lots of music, with much whooping and Woohoooing. I don’t ever want to be that age again, my head hurts just thinking about it!
Each day has a swim stop and we swim off the back of the boat. I can’t describe how clear and iridescent blue the water is, and I’m quite sure that my photos don’t do it justice!
At our stop at the Elaphiti Islands, I took the opportunity to try paddle boarding. It’s much harder than it looks! But was fun to try.
For dinner they took us into the Dalmatian hinterland to a local farm. It’s such a rocky and dry looking hinterland, it’s hard to know how they grow anything there. Our host (who I think looks like a slimmer Malcolm Turnbull, pics below, you decide), gave us the local history and interesting information, but he also spoke about the war and it’s impact on his family. He lost his brother and father in the fighting and all of their farm buildings were destroyed. The Bosnian border is only 3kms from his farm.
We were bussed back to our boat (now in a different port) and woke up to this:
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