Full Length Towels Rock

Today was an action-packed day. Hopped on a bus from Split to Solin to check out Roman Ruins. There were plenty of sarcophagi and an amphitheater; the rest of the ruins pretty much were too torn up to resemble the original structures. On to Trogir, where there was a lovely church and town square, and a fortress that afforded a great view of the city. Another lengthy bus ride took us to Zadar, where we have so far visited a round (Byzantine structured) church, the church museum, and a Franciscan Monastery.

Perhaps it was the beautiful weather today or the general congeniality of people in Zadar, but I dig this place. Everyone has been friendly and helpful, we managed to find a reasonably priced private accomodation, and R. dug up what may be the only trip to Kornati (National Park composed of several islands) for tomorrow. Total opposite of our experience in Split.

In Split, a lot of people were downright rude. I tried to ask the lady at the bus station kiosk about tickets, and she was extremely curt. Her standard answer was "I don't understand" in Croatian. So I attempted to speak to her in Croatian, and she didn't even bother to look up from her book. Argh. Our accomodation in Split was kind of dumpy, didn't have hot water the second night of our stay, and was located right next to a loud resto. I was in quite a pissy mood this morning after dealing with bus kiosk-wench, a freezing shower, and a restless night of sleep.

But things are looking up. After walking around Zadar a bit, I had a nice hot shower and a dinner that did NOT consist of a sandwich or pizza grabbed from a street vendor. Perhaps its silly, but man did I appreciate the hot water and the full length towel provided. After cold water and hand towels, today was pure luxury.