Saturday, July 16, 2011

The lovely Dalmatian Coast

From Zagreb I made my way to Split. I had been inland for almost two months by this point and I was desperately missing the salt air of the coast. I don't think in my whole life time I have ever been away from the coast for so long. In theory, I took the train from Zagreb to Split. It was a bizarre trip though because once again the tracks were being worked on. Along the way we passed fields filled with lang mines, old tanks left in fields, and memorial stones laid along the side of the road. Presumably, marking the places of fallen soldiers. So, three trains and a bus later I finally made it to Split. 

My reunion with the salt air was so sweet! I stepped off the train and was greeted by about a dozen little old ladies trying to get me to stay in their advertised "sobe, zimmer, rooms". They see a backpack and its like an immediate target. However, they are mostly friendly and I have gotten used to them since because they seem to be at every station in the Balkans. I made my way to my hostel, which was along the old city walls in the public market. I love markets so this was like a dream for me. Our terrace at the hostel overlooked the markets food stalls. I was always so tempted while sitting up there looking down on everyone. Of course, as is natural for me when it comes to food and markets, I gave in several times.

Splits old town is amazingly well preserved and I had a wonderful time wandering through and just strolling. I walked up to the top of the hill one day to check out the amazing sea and town views. However, I spent most of my time at the beach. It was pretty calm the first two days but my last day it was filled with music and a salsa party and zumba classes on the beach.

From Split I headed on to Korcula, where I had a workaway lined up. It proved to be possibly one of the best and worst experiences I have ever had on a Workaway before. My boss was a moody, socially incompetent, lazy pervert who hit on any female. Especially, his guests. However, the people I worked with were absolutely wonderful! I made some seriously awesome friends named Amy, Eddie and Alice. Amy and Eddie are from New Zealand and Alice is from London. We had such a great time together despite our boss, who quickly learned that I was not a fan of his bossy, lazy, pervert ways and didn't try to bother me much after that. The four of us had a blast entertaining the hostel guests, making up silly games, and lazing it on the beach or in the hostel pool. We made light of what could have been a horrible Workaway, didn't take our bosses demands to seriously, and enjoyed our time to the fullest. I could not have asked to meet better people and they truly were a highlight of my entire trip thus far! I can't wait to see them all again soon!

Split
 The promenade.

 I like to make four legged friends everywhere I go.

 The wonderful view!


 A cute old man in the market below the hostel terrace.

 Beach tanners.

 I was apparently really excited about the ocean!
 View of the market and old city walls from the hostel terrace.

Korcula
 Itty bitty kitty and her itty bitty baby. They lived outside our neighborhoods grocery store. I visited them everyday but they went missing our last several days. I sure hope they are ok.

 We rented a paddle boat a few times. We had such a blast on that little thing. And for $6/hour it cost us virtually nothing between the 4 of us!

 The crew, some of our most awesome guests, and of course our infamous, weirdo boss, Dragan. Can you guess which one he is? (Hint: He has a towel on his head and no pants.)

 This was our rock jumping place! So epic!

 One of the Irish lads had several different Canadian themed shirts. This one was the absolute best!
PS- Why does the Victoria shirt have a moose on it? We don't even have moose!

 Team Korcula!

A sight in the pretty Korcula old town. I will miss this place to no end.

1 comment:

  1. I love this post!! Great pictures too. Well done Ashley!

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