Today I finally have time to write up my memories of our trip a month ago.
In October
we had the conventional autumn holiday and we made our long term wish to visit
the Dalmatian coast to come true. Our main destination was Dubrovnik and Split
as the secondary target. We thought the time to go there would be perfect
because we like neither heat nor crowds of tourists. The temperature was about
23 degrees in the days and about 16 degrees in the evenings – the nights we
tend to sleep nowadays.
Dubrovnik
is a very old town – actually it has been a state competing with the mighty power
of Mediterranean Venice. It has been sort of democracy where the rector was
elected to rule only a month! During the colonial time Dubrovnik lost its power
to more powerful countries like Spain, England and Holland and it was a part of
the Austro-Hungary Empire, Yugoslavia and finally Croatia. The last dramatic
period for the town was the siege and bombardment by the Serbian troops in
1991. The center of Dubrovnik is a UNESCO world heritage site and was destroyed
very badly. Nowadays it has been restored quite well.
Split also
has very long history. Its center is built inside the Palace of the Roman
emperor Diocletian who happened to be a Dalmatian.
Our apartment was situated one and a half kilometres from the center of Dubrovnik. It was quite near the sea and we had a balcony view to the twinkling Adrian.
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On our balcony just after arriving |
On
the other hand the sea was not so easy to reach, the steep rocky embankments
were not too easy for Sini. So we went swimming only once near the apartment. Sini is a very skilful swimmer but because
her just operated shoulder she chose the pool instead the waves of Adriatic Sea
– which happened to stay very calm all the time.
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Stairs to our nearby beach... |
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...which also was rather rocky |
The second
day was for Split. The distance between the cities is about 170 kilometers
straight but because of the serpentine shape of the coastline road it would
take about four hours! So we had a plan to stay there about three hours.
Because some delays during the trip it took five hours so we had less than two
hours in Split. The view to Adriatic Sea and its Archipelago was terrific and
we surely had enough time to enjoy it.
Before we got there we had something else to worry about. Dubrovnik is separated from the rest of Croatia by territory of Bosnia-Herzegovina. We had only the ID cards which work nicely in EU and Schengen countries but in that border control we should have had passports. We asked advice in advance from our hostess and she called some official and said it should be o.k. also with our ID cards. She also gave us some phone number for the case we would have some troubles with the matter. Luckily we didn’t need the phone number, everything went o.k. on the passport checkpoints.
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Passport (??!!!) control at the Bosnia Herzegovinian border |
According
to our diminished schedule we had only time for eating and visiting the palace
area which is a mixture of ancient Roman and medieval constructions. Anyway we
had enough time to sense its powerful feeling of its area of greatness.
As it was
October the sun started to set soon after we stated our way back to Dubrovnik.
So the view was different this time, and rather dark after the sunset.
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The sudden sunset seen from the bus window |
We were
a bit worried about the safety of travelling in the bus. Later we found out
there has been a bus fire a week before our trip where a Finnish couple had
managed to get out just in time.
The nice
little nuance was the grenade apple given by a toilet lady in a bus stop
station half way to Dubrovnik. We had the apple as a part of our breakfast next
morning.
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A breakfast with a grenade apple given by a toilet lady |
The third
day was committed to Dubrovnik center. We had two guided tours, the first in
the streets and the other on the walls surrounding the old center. Our first guide has lived his childhood in
these narrow streets and seen the old shabby period, then the war period and
the huge growth of tourism in current century.
A grumpy
priest has written complaints on boys’ noisy football playing in the hoods our
guide also used to play – in the 17th century!!
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Our guide and the ancient anti-football graffiti made by a priest |
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The tiny church where the siesta of the priest was interrupted |
The second
guide on the walls was also very informative but on the other hand full of
Croatian patriotism with not so accurate facts on the people and history of
Dubrovnik.
The fourth
day was for the Adriatic archipelago. We visited three islands near Dubrovnik. The
trip was very well organized, we had car transportation to the harbor and
there was enough food and wine on board. The weather was optimal for such a
trip, sun was shining and there was no wind and waves. One of the islands was
perfect for our beach life, we had more than an hour to swim and have some
sunbath. The beach was on the other side of the island from the place we landed
but we took a golf cart cab to get there.
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Not so safe feeling drive to the beach |
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So peaceful and pleasant! |
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After swim Spritz |
The other
island was more rural with a nice fisher village. The third was quite near
Dubrovnik so it seemed to be a sort of suburb. Anyway I had time to walk behind
the houses and find a remote olive grove.
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The harbor of the fisher village |
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A view of the fisher village |
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The olive grove behind the village |
One night Sini
broke her toes and this made her walking very uneasy. So the fifth day I took a
walk to neighborhood of our apartment. I
ended up to a hill and walked for some time in the rocky and bushy slopes of
it. I tried to look carefully to my feet to avoid stepping on any poisonous
snakes living there. I only saw a rather long tail of a lizard escaping me and
a dead snake. I also spotted a hiding mantis and some interesting butterflies.
In the
morning of our departure day we hired the taxi to the airport. I asked the taxi
driver if he knew something about the burned bus. He replied he knows the owner
of the bus and that the old buses of him overheat rather often. At the airport
I had the first contact to my everyday life: I met my colleague Pirkko-Leena
who also had been near Dubrovnik the same week. She told her husband knew about
the burned bus but didn’t tell her because they had a plan to visit Montenegro
by bus.
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The last view to the Adriatic on our way to airport |
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