Korĉula was a charming little hideaway, frozen in time, and relatively unscathed by the wars of the last century that destroyed so many other Croatian coastal towns. Surrounded by…
Day 37 – Bol on the island of Brač, Croatia – Sitting on an empty Zlatni Rat listening to Kokomo.
I can’t help but feel like a carnival attraction walking around Bol. The season is closed. We are alone amongst locals. As I walk down the empty town streets…
Day 33 – Zadar, Croatia – The city that refuses to die.
We didn’t plan to visit Zadar. It was the closest city to Paklenica National Park that Katy wanted to hike and it seemed like a better alternative to the…
Day 29 – Plitvička Jezera, Croatia – Wandering around a magical cloud.
Plitvice Lakes is the living embodiment of a water spirit, crystal waters tinged with chartreuse and aquamarine, the forest deadfall a ghostly mineral white texturing the haunting depths of…
Day 28 – Brijuni Island, Croatia – Touring the playground of a benevolent dictator.
Zipping through the personal summer playground of a dictator, down tiny paved lanes past once splendid and palatial remnants slowly falling into disrepair, a glimpse into a different time.…
Even though the airport is in Pula, instead of staying in Pula we decided to set up home base in Rovinj and day trip there. There’s a bus station…
Day 21 – Rovinj, Croatia – A sleepy medieval fisherman town.
Rovinj is the medieval storybook port town of your dreams. Shiny white stone streets spiraling up the hillsides in odd, often impossible-seeming pathways, claustrophobic lanes crisscrossed with drying laundry…
My highschool social studies project predicted the Yugoslavian civil war (known here as the Homeland War – Domovinski rat). And my college roommate was an ethnic Albanian from what…