So here’s the thing about travel, and actually a blog, as maybe 3-4 people are reading this and 1 of them is probably my mother… I know people want to see pictures, but I really groove on the people.
Promise some pictures.
Today I chatted with Brits from the midlands (will have to google “Midlands” later), ended up walking with a lovely couple from Taiwan, the husband studied Statistics at Michigan State and was very funny about UMichigan vs Michigan State, and then a Croatian mother, daughter, both in 2 piece suits looking amazing, gave me guidance on the where and what of swimming from the rocky shores. How grand is that? If I had stopped, for pictures, maybe the experience is different.
And now I’m having an afternoon libation at an outdoor bar where the bartender wants to be anywhere but here, but he understands that I do not want a tourist drink, just a bit o’ hooch in a glass with fresh squeezed oj, nothing from the gun, and moreso a big side or water…with ice!
Hotel is perfect, tidy room, well located, charming staff who all speak English and get my sense of humor.
Last night I was exhausted and hungry and if you have ever travelled anywhere you know that combo is deadly. The hotel gave me a great recommendation…and I never found it. Split Croatia is a series of little alleys and unnamed streets. I ended up at what I’m sure is a dive but they served me a whack of chicken and a big glass of water so I consider it a success. And when I found my way back to the hotel, a chocolate on the pillow. Don’t even like chocolate and it made me happy.
Time for more people watching.
