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early in the season, travelling along the Dalmatian coast
April 2017.
Yet another of those little cheap trips leading south from my Cracovian home. It costs almost nothing, I put up with the lowest of standards, just as a lady with whom I shared the room. But it costs her much more than it does to me. She told me how she managed to save money for it, sweeping floors in churches. I invite her to take a beer in the bar, we seat outside, it is relaxing. I pay discreetly, claiming that the beer is included in the room. Anyway, she has to rely on me, she doesn't speak any foreign language.
I travel the usual road south, to see Plitvicke Lakes and then the Krka River to Šibenik, and then, on a scenic seaside road, down to Dubrovnik, one of the most fashionables cities of the Mediterranean, at least all along these last seasons. As it is so early, its central valley of a street is not crowded yet.
And then Split, with the ancient palace of Diocletian, so big that the whole medieval town enters inside, like corals into an empty shell. And finally Trogir, yet another picturesque town of the Adriatic, where the spring sun tastes so good.
Yet another of those little cheap trips leading south from my Cracovian home. It costs almost nothing, I put up with the lowest of standards, just as a lady with whom I shared the room. But it costs her much more than it does to me. She told me how she managed to save money for it, sweeping floors in churches. I invite her to take a beer in the bar, we seat outside, it is relaxing. I pay discreetly, claiming that the beer is included in the room. Anyway, she has to rely on me, she doesn't speak any foreign language.
I travel the usual road south, to see Plitvicke Lakes and then the Krka River to Šibenik, and then, on a scenic seaside road, down to Dubrovnik, one of the most fashionables cities of the Mediterranean, at least all along these last seasons. As it is so early, its central valley of a street is not crowded yet.
And then Split, with the ancient palace of Diocletian, so big that the whole medieval town enters inside, like corals into an empty shell. And finally Trogir, yet another picturesque town of the Adriatic, where the spring sun tastes so good.
Dubrovnik, or the Ragusan Republic
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Šibenik
Cathedral of St. James (1431-1536)
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CROATIA'S WATER GARDENS
Krka River
Plitvice Lakes
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