“Ooooh, Montenegro- I never really been but I’d sure like to go…”
This is me, to Patrick, at least several times a day during our Croatian week after we decided to spend a day of our time slipping over the border to Montenegro because, well, neither of us had been and it seemed a good excuse to get a new country under our belts. Except the problem for Patrick was he is
cursed blessed with a sister who likes to sing songs based on places she’s traveling to, even if no such song exists so one has to modify a James Taylor one about Mexico. And thinks knowing all the words to the song is overrated, so she bursts out with random snippets at random times. Continue reading
August 2, 2013
April 28, 2009
You know you’ve led a good life when, while looking up your blog post from the last time you were in Dubrovnik you happen to notice one of the photos looks awfully familiar. And realize some things may change, but the photogenic spots that you want to stand in front of while someone snaps a picture of you apparently do not! (And, in my case, apparently my hairstyle doesn’t change much either.)
Dubrovnik is actually pretty much the same now as it was then except for two things: there are a lot more people (of course), and the cable car which was still bombed in 2009 is now up and running. The latter is great because it used to be a hassle to go up- you needed to find someone to drive you or walk the steep path still littered with debris from the Siege of Dubrovnik in the early 90s- but now it’s pretty painless to go up and enjoy the view-
(Seriously, the second thing that’s noticeably changed in four years is photo quality- first picture is an iPhone shot, second is a point-and-shoot, third is also a point-and-shoot just a much newer one.)
One difference we didn’t see by the way is there are no Game of Thrones references anywhere yet in town- Dubrovnik is the town of King’s Landing in the series, and considering the series’ popularity one would expect there to be GoT tours and paraphernalia in the gift shops etc (not like we’d have gone on such a tour, just I’ve seen what happened to New Zealand after Lord of the Rings for example). Seriously, not even a single copy of GoT in the tourist book shop! But something tells me this new channel for tourist revenue won’t be unexploited much longer…
Korcula is one of those magical places in the world you never hear of because it keeps getting usurped by its big brother right next door, Dubrovnik. Both are walled cities built in Venitian style on a point beside the sea, but Korcula is just so much smaller and harder to get to since it’s on an island that far fewer people visit it.
Korcula is certainly worth a day though. An outpost of the Venitian Republic, there are Venitian lions all over town and even a (much smaller) St. Mark’s church. The locals even claim Marco Polo- the most famous Venitian traveler of them all- was born in the city walls, and will happily take your money should you wish to visit his alleged house. No real proof of this, of course, but why let that get in the way of having a famous hometown hero?
Best part of Korcula though? There is actually a cocktail bar in the turret you see in the above picture if you look closely- you need to climb up a ladder to reach the top and the drinks you order arrive via pulley system. Perhaps the best place on the Adriatic for a sunset drink…
Probably best to not lean too far back though. You see this is a real turret built to protect the town from siege years ago, and this being Croatia there is nothing to save you from falling into the sea through the old murder holes–
Yeah, this will end well, I can tell!
Anyway, I rather liked Korcula and it is definite proof to me that if sailing in Croatia one should definitely head southward from Split instead of northward from Dubrovnik. Because it really is a nice little town, but I think I would’ve been underwhelmed had I visited its big brother first!
I first visited Hvar four years ago (that is, the town named Hvar on the island of Hvar), and it was one of those places where I was nervous to return to because I was afraid it wouldn’t be as great as I remembered. You see, four years ago I came in April when one quickly realized it was out of season because it was raining buckets and I snagged a studio apartment for US$27 a night from a little old lady holding one of several dozen “soba rooms zimmer” signs at the bus station. Despite this I absolutely loved the town- one of the few places I wished I wasn’t solo on that trip as I wanted to share it with someone- and knew I wanted to come back in its height to see what it was like.
Now I am pleased to report that Hvar is still utterly, wonderfully amazing and I talked Patrick’s ear off about how I have plans to return someday and rent an apartment for a month or two as a base while I write. (This is a rather elite list of places ranging from London to Bariloche, Argentina.) I think I would aim more for late May/ early June than late July like we did because it turns out a lot of other people love Hvar as much as I do, and more and more people discover it every year. As a comparison, check out how many boats there were in the harbor in April 2009…Versus how it looked in July 2013…
As an aside, the 2009 picture was taken early afternoon, the below one was taken around 6pm. Lighting does make a difference…
Needless to say, Hvar is still awesome if you visit it in peak season, but a place is certainly different when you have people crawling around it everywhere. I imagine this will inevitably change more and more however as people increasingly visit Croatia…
There is something magical about slipping off a boat at night and into the harbor of a little island town in the Mediterranean. After a hot day under the oppressive sun the air is cool- people are out and about who spent the day on the beach or in their houses, and life spills out onto the streets. Cafes are filled with people eating and drinking, children are selling lemonade and seashells to passerby at an hour where in most countries they’d be in bed, boats are bobbing softly on starlit water.
Perhaps it’s the astronomer in me speaking (or a woman who knows her Shakespeare), but there is really something special about a town that is in love with night and pays no worship to the garish sun.
Split is the sort of place that’s fascinating to visit as there are few places on the planet where the unintended consequences of your actions are so heavily on display. It was first built as the retirement palace for the Roman emperor Diocletian in the 4th century A.D.- the emperor who split things up into an eastern and western empire, another action that has reverberated through the centuries- but in the centuries since the locals have converted the remains of the palace into a city. The result is a unique rabbit’s warren of narrow alleys and jumbles of houses and shops, which you wander aimlessly and keep running into random things like an artist’s gallery or a dentist. It is magnificent.
If one photo isn’t enough by the way, here is the post from when I first visited Split four years ago. As you can imagine, it’s the sort of place you’re very happy to explore all over again!
There are some places in the world that are so very awesome that years after the fact you have no choice but return to them. For me, the Dalmatian coast of Croatia is one of these places: I first came here four years ago as part of my six month jaunt around the world, but it was in April and being the off season it rained a lot, very few of the ferry services were running so it was hard to get around to the islands, and there were so few other travelers in the Balkans that it got a little lonely. So I left with the understanding that I would someday return in order to do one of the Split to Dubrovnik boat trips popular with the younger crowd in the country, both to revisit the places I loved and to see some new ones along the way. And since my brother Patrick is moving back to the USA this fall after two years of steadily meeting up often to work on our “things to do in Europe” checklists, checking off the last big one of cruising Croatia together seemed like the way to go!
Everyone always asks how Patrick and I travel so well once they learn we’re twins. Our response is always we shared a womb for nine months, so shouldn’t it be easy after that?
Now to get this straight, I am not normally a cruise-type person: I went on one once with my parents and was forever frustrated by all the group organization and the fact that you’d be in an amazing place for only a few hours you’d normally spend a week exploring. But it turns out the main reasons I didn’t like that earlier cruise don’t really apply in Croatia: the distances are so short that one is likely not doing more than a few hours of boating a day (complete with a lovely swim stop- Patrick and I bought a cheap snorkel mask, which was the best investment ever!), and each location is small enough that after an afternoon and evening of looking around we felt that we’d seen most of what it had to offer since they were primarily small places. Add in the unreal blue of the Adriatic and the fresh seafood and stunning coastline and, well, it was a truly lovely week!
(By the way, it should be noted that unlike the last time I was in Croatia when most visitors to the area were of nearby eastern European countries, these days the majority seemed to be Australian. This tells me Croatia is on the cusp of becoming a major holiday destination for the rest of the Western world, as Aussies always seem to pave the way on mass tourism to “exotic” destinations.)
So now that I’m back home, be prepared for a flurry of short Croatia posts as I’ve realized those are much more likely to get done than a mammoth “My Week In Croatia” one. Plus hey, it turns out I’m a sucker for taking pictures of cool boats and the coastline, and what else am I going to do with them?