Next Plane To Spilt, Please?

Greetings Dear Munchkins.

I am back in the country (have been since Sunday, but haven't had the time/want to blog). My trip to Croatia was most pleasant. I loved it. And I do want to tell you about it but since a 2 week long vacation can't by any means be squeezed into one post I have decided to do a day-by-day post from the small diary I wrote during the trip. Two week starting from today.

I really miss the weather...going from 30+ to 12+ isn't very pleasant...

Nothing of importance happened today so I will just start with that.

My Trip To Croatia 2009.

Day One. Sunday 31.5.

At approxly 03:15 my trip southern of Denmark started. Vince Neil was screaming in my ears about Dr.Feelgood as the taxi my dad was driving took off towards Helsinki. And in my mind I asked myself why I hadn't taken in more Caffiene that morning...

Thats Me at the airport...very tired...

My first time ever on an airplane went well...it felt somewhat like a Carnival Ride of some sorts...

My first look on the country I would stay the next two weeks in were humoungous mountains and clear sparkly water.

At the airport a taxi-driver took us to Split.

He was very talkatvie though his english wasn't the best.

As soon as we entered Split I started to wonder if the only words he truly knew were was "Ticket" and "Garderobe" since the poor man waved towards both said places numerous of times.

And saying the word over...and over...and over again. I think he might have thought we were stupid because when we left the cab and he drove by he shouted mentioned words from the open window and pointing. It was rather funny and became the first of many inside jokes.

The boat to Hvar that we were supposed to take (and the ticket Mr Taxi Driver went on about) was going in a few hours so we spent a couple of hours in Split exploring.

We found a huge statue of a man (Look to the left) with a Golden Toe...apparently it was supposed to give Good Luck if you rubbed it. I refrained from rubbing the gigantic golden toe...who knew where it had been?

Split is filled with small roads and old church.like buildings and simply beautiful, at least the old parts where we were. The newer parts are very much like any other big city...

The ferry Adriana took us the the island Hvar and the city Hvar (confused yet? I was...). Where we were met by enthusiastic Apartmant Owners all wanted us to stay at their place.

But we went with the nice man we now know as Vlade Bubalo (Oh yeah, I had a few laughs about the name). His apartmant was really ice and had a great view.

And was 100m from the beach (this later showed not to be the exact truth). On the way to his apartmant though he took it upon himself to show us the important things in Hvar, most important was a local Football Game mere meters from the apartmant.

He found this very important and pointed it out to us 8 times...atleast. But all in all Bubalo was a nice man who proclaimed that if we ever needed him we could "Call him always".

When we had established ourselves we went down to Hvar City and to the resturant Giuseppes. And anyone going to Hvar, Croatia should definitly eat their Jumbo Pizza. Absolutley fantastic! The waitor, who I named Mario in my head, no ide what his real name was...anyhow was really nice and weell like I said...the food was excellent. Even after his strange suggestion of putting cream on the pizza (Ew). And that was the first day, stay tuned for Day 2.

Over and out.