Croatian Island Hopping

Here are my top 3 Croatia spots;

Split
Ok it’s part of the mainland not an island, but along with Dubrovnik it’s the main jumping off point. It was our first gateway to Croatian heaven AKA; platters of red wine, prosciutto ham & olives. Mediterranean food bliss after two year’s living in Asia. We walked it all off climbing up the Marjan look out point over the old town, plus a rather perilous climb up the crumbling Bell Tower of Diocletian’s Palace; much like a scene out of Hitchcock’s Vertigo. I chickened out before the top!

Hvar
‘Party island’ namely due to Carpe Diam’s beachfront club on a private island just across the harbour. We went during the day when it was very Cafe Del Mar or Tanjong Beach Club in style; i.e pleasant, chill-out, with comfy bean-bag to lounge on for free untill the staff catch you. The absolute highlight of Hvar however (or in fact everywhere!) is to hire your own 10cc motor boat and explore the hidden beaches and coves of the Pakleni islands. Luckily the BF has a boat licence, but even without one, anyone can do it. The rental guys are as blase as hiring a scooter in Thailand. For 500 kuna they even fill it with petrol. Pack yourself a bottle of red, some bread and cheese and a hand drawn map (al la Leo’s on The Beach) and you’re away on the open sea for 10 hours. The best spots are the hilarious nudist beach, the popular ‘sandy beach,’ and well, anywhere you feel like dropping your anchor.

Korcula
Just when you think you’ve had your fill of super yachts and quaint medieval Stari Grads (Old towns) Korcula blows everything out of the water. Despite being the size of a postage stamp, it’s one of the downright prettiest places I’ve ever seen. Tiny, low-key and gorgeous. Perhaps we loved it so much because of the amazing grandma’s attic room where we stayed, with its own Romeo & Juliet style balcony terrace overlooking the harbour & old town ruins. Our host must have been in her early 90’s.

All of our accommodation for Croatia was found by rocking up at the port/station and being ‘kidnapped’ by the private pension touts (usually cute old pensioners) that invite you into their homes. Obviously it’s a bit hit and miss; we paid between 300 – 350 (35 – 45 euros) some required a 10 min walk, and one featured a bedroom full of Mary statuettes & biblical paraphernalia. But it’s a worthwhile gamble for a more authentic Croatian experience, but unfortunately we don’t know the name of anywhere we stayed. Sorry blog!

 

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An.an.tas.in : The Anantasin is the name of a shipwreck just of the coast of the Sensi Parasise, Mae Haad Bay, Koh Tao, Thailand. It’s one of my many favorite places.

Lit.tle: Just because it’s cute.

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