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Gettin' My Smuggler Tan On

sunny 35 °C

Odometer Check: 10,427 kms
Overnight Stays: Vira (7 nights)

DW - Sitting smooth in Split, fresh off EOS, our home for the past week, we wondered what was next; how could we possibly top that?! So we sat for a few hours, at a cafe, drinking, thinking... How about we go back to Hvar? Why the hell not?! So we packed up, lined up for tickets on the car ferry, and warmed a hard-rested Betsy up for a trip to Hvar Island, too good to visit just once.
But how long were we going to stay for? We had just over two (2) weeks to get to Milan, about 900kms away, could we stay for two (2) weeks and get there in one (1) day? Probably not, given that driving in Bets tends to take at least half a day, no matter how far you go, and the furthest she's gone in a day is about 500kms, probably cross that one (1) off the list. The best thing was that we really didn't have to decide how long we were going to stay, we decided we'd just let the wind take us a little, because that's what travelling is all about.

The ferry trip was fairly short and painless, and once on Hvar our search began for somewhere to camp for the next period of time. We soon found a campsite near Stari Grad, on the island's north-side, nice-ish, but not what we were after, better keep looking. The search continued until we reached a pokey little place call Vira, and Camp Vira had been voted the best campsite in Croatia the past few years, winning. The park was awesome, with its own private pebble beach (they're pretty well all rocky beaches in Croatia, and it's this country that made me fall in love with them), and all the facilities you could poke a stick at, perfect for a week of doing absolutely nothing.


To be honest there isn't a whole lot to say about our week in Hvar, except that we swam, mostly by ourselves on private rocky spots, in the most amazingly clear and warm water; we sunbaked like our skin hadn't seen the light of day before, my smuggler tan was now well and truly defined, delicious; and we read, I finally finished my Holocaust book after more than three (3) months, and also started and finished White Tiger in two (2) days.

One (1) day we caught the shuttle into Hvar town (that place we'd visited on the boat the week prior) and strolled for a few hours, and also picked up some scuba shoes that everyone seems to wear in Croatia, a brilliant invention. Basically they're like bubble-wrap under your feet, protecting you from the rough rocks you have to walk on to get to, and in the water. They cost only five (5) Euros so money well spent, given my thongs are on the verge of blowout.

Loz cooked nearly every meal, delicious stuff, but one (1) night we spoiled ourselves and ate out at the park restaurant, which was well beyond what you'd expect and what we've experienced at caravan parks before. It was quite flashy and we actually felt a little underdressed, but the food was nothing short of sensational. Loz had some breed of fish, whole, as we had the week prior, and I scoffed a mixed meat platter, my mouth drooling thinking about it again. Add to that a side of fresh French fries, and grilled vegies, mmmm.


And so the week passed at record speed, we successfully met our goal of doing absolutely nothing except eat, sleep, drink, and swim; a pretty damn good way to spend a week with the greatest person in the world if you ask me. I think it was seven (7) nights in total, and we boarded the ferry back to the mainland, ready to drive towards Milan, and check out whatever got in our way.

Posted by Team W 09:21 Archived in Croatia

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