Seafood and eat it

Dinner by the blue

Wednesday 25th -
Writing this now instead of out there exploring because its pississssing down - thunder is rumbling off in the distance and although its only 2pm, its dark and grey out. Is that hail? Just massive drops of the wet stuff.

Can't really complain though as we've had some pretty boomer weather days - hot and just humid enough to stick your top to your back and make you crave that cool glass of rosė with lunch. All to aware that holidays must come to an end eventually so making the most of it :)

Spent our last day in Dubrovnik lazing by our wee local beach, a different set of huge cruise liners berthed in the port this time.
The water is invitingly warm.
And again, not to sound like a broken record, but we have been eating like Queens and feeling very grateful for it. Fish is too hard to pass up being so near the sea at most of our destinations - so menus always offer a big selection - anything from sea bass, black cuttlefish risottos, oysters, shellfish and fish platters to share, oysters, grilled fish, sardines, octopus, squiddly diddly, crab, yellow tail, mackerel, did I mention oysters....

Love Boat

burr burrrrr ANOTHER ridiculous view to eat beside - Dubrovnik

Our accommodation in Korčula

                                                                             
Tuesday it's goodbye to Dubrovnik, have car, will travel - my god stunning, past the numerous oyster and mussel farms of Mali Ston, and mountains towering above in places and then flattening out to reveal olive groves and vineyards galore.
A short ferry ride across to the 6th largest Adriatic island of Korčula, said to be the birthplace of Marco Polo.

It's another picturesque wee town knotted with marble streets, alleyways and blooming hydrangeas. According to the LP the town has a fascinating fishbone layout that was cleverly designed for the comfort and safety of the inhabitants from the strong westerly and northeasterly winds. Clever duckies. Picture perfect in places.

Korčula

 

Korčula   

We really enjoyed sampling a lunch time Dalmatian platter of salted and marinated anchovies, olives, local edible 'seaweed' samphire, capers, fig jam and finally the infamous Pag cheese we were curious about - made so delicious thanks to the sheep that free range off the barren land of Pag, grazing on salty herbs and plants and voila, the flavour is in their milk. Very tasty indeed.

Tucked away in a street of Korčula

Promenade of Split

Lunch by the blue - Korčula

This blue, I tell ya. Korčula

Our room overlooking the marina in Korčula

Anitas store in Split

So an early start this morning to make it back to the mainland, first stop Split.
Thats if Ms GPS Gloria can help us to find Split?
We somehow ended up on a back country, one-way dirt road wedged amongst vineyards and feeling most dubious, suspecting that Gloria had put us wrong.
Saw a local.
Is this the way to Split we asked hopefully
Ah, no.
Signalled the universal sign for turn around and go back from where you came ladies.
So we turned around.
He lead us back out to the main road. Bless.
Thanks Gloria.



Gotta say, its probably our least favourite place to date this Split hoopala. Sure, we may of got lost once more and ended up on a highway to god only knows where, and yep, got some attitude from the rude parking man - but all that aside, this second largest city in Croatia felt a bit nahyea. To be fair, we popped in to the heart of the city, ate a sandwich and decided to pop on out again. Lots of other tourists and just not feeling it much today. So maybe under different circumstances....it may deserve a better chance.


We are now in Trogir for the night - and if the rain decides to ease off, we will venture in (I mean, we have to eat) - its meant to be another gorgeous, tiny place set within medieval walls.

I'm still on the hunt for some cake to write about.

Until next time.

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