Trajet
Yes, you were right, that means ferry. And we are on it, heading to Stari Grad on Otok Hvar.
Bit of a shaky start to the day, but fortunately Dear Leader (my new moniker) made sure that we were all at the port for 10:20 given the ferry sailed at 11. It's sometimes a bit like orienteering - you know that the trajet leaves from pier 17 - there is a sign for pier 16, but nothing for 17. Logic tells us that 17 will be beside 16, but it is difficult to find any obvious access to the trajet that bears the name Jure Dalmatina. We are an Intelligent Group however and were soon nicely ensconced at a table on the ferry, game of Farkel being played.
(Chris speaking here) So we made it to Hvar, that is the island of, and after a quick trek to our rooms and a call for Anamarija, who was asleep and awaiting our call we arrived at our cute 'pension'.
Swim down at the Riva and yes no sand in sight...concrete and beautiful aqua blue waves lapping! Warm water bliss as a cool treat before what was to be a spectacular evening of Croatian entertainment. What can we say- Simun would have been proud! And in the background some bloody pirates tried to steal the show!?
(Back to Dear Leader). Because we travel with a lucky star above us, the town turned on an amazing 'Dani u Vali' weekend for us (days in the bays). The kolo dancing was incredible, and Chris has been assured us that he is practicing the dance in the evening so that he can deliver a rendition when we are back in Auckland.
As well as the kolo we had three different klapa groups - two mens groups (one without any instruments and the other with) and one women's klapa. This music made the hairs on our arms stand on end, totally captivated.
After eating we meandered back through the ulice and LO!
One of the klapa groups was sitting in the konabar beside our apartment, singing their hearts out - other men joined them, initiating various songs. A little crowd gathered, mostly local people, all singing along - it makes me realise that I may have the passport and the language but the depth of culture will always pervade me - I'm an imposter!
Late night for the kids that night - we left them singing (aided by jugs of wine) at about 1:30, and then continued to listen from my bed - and suddenly at 2:30 it was silent. Brilliant night.
Bit of a shaky start to the day, but fortunately Dear Leader (my new moniker) made sure that we were all at the port for 10:20 given the ferry sailed at 11. It's sometimes a bit like orienteering - you know that the trajet leaves from pier 17 - there is a sign for pier 16, but nothing for 17. Logic tells us that 17 will be beside 16, but it is difficult to find any obvious access to the trajet that bears the name Jure Dalmatina. We are an Intelligent Group however and were soon nicely ensconced at a table on the ferry, game of Farkel being played.
(Chris speaking here) So we made it to Hvar, that is the island of, and after a quick trek to our rooms and a call for Anamarija, who was asleep and awaiting our call we arrived at our cute 'pension'.
Swim down at the Riva and yes no sand in sight...concrete and beautiful aqua blue waves lapping! Warm water bliss as a cool treat before what was to be a spectacular evening of Croatian entertainment. What can we say- Simun would have been proud! And in the background some bloody pirates tried to steal the show!?
(Back to Dear Leader). Because we travel with a lucky star above us, the town turned on an amazing 'Dani u Vali' weekend for us (days in the bays). The kolo dancing was incredible, and Chris has been assured us that he is practicing the dance in the evening so that he can deliver a rendition when we are back in Auckland.
As well as the kolo we had three different klapa groups - two mens groups (one without any instruments and the other with) and one women's klapa. This music made the hairs on our arms stand on end, totally captivated.
After eating we meandered back through the ulice and LO!
Late night for the kids that night - we left them singing (aided by jugs of wine) at about 1:30, and then continued to listen from my bed - and suddenly at 2:30 it was silent. Brilliant night.
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