Spent about four days in Split. When I'd spoken to some backpackers in Zagreb they'd all said it wasn't a place where they had spent a lot of time and definately hadn't been there for long. So, I was really surprised, because it ended up being my favourite city in Croatia. Second day there caught a ferry out to Hvar Island. Very touristy but had a really nice holiday feel to it. Another really hot day, so it was a bit of a struggle climbing up the hill to a fort overlooking Hvar Town. Walked around the island a bit, but couldn't get into this fancy resort - but in my shorts and singlet it looked like I would have been really overdressed anyway!
Next day took another ferry out to Brac Island (not bad for someone who has a tendency to get sea sick!). Docked at Supetar which was cool, but again filled up with English and European holidaymakers. So, took a little bus around to a tiny fishing village called Milna. The bus ride was nearly more fun than the place itself - we winded around some pretty tight roads and got a good idea of what the rest of the island looked like. Milna was fantastic, very few tourists but just a gorgeous place.
Took a bus to Dubrovnik, where my very friendly host at the B&B picked me up at the bus station - which I was very grateful for seeing how high above the city we were. Spent the afternoon walking around the city walls surrounding the old town which took me a lot longer than it should have. So interesting looking down into the city and seeing people in their gardens and putting out their washing. For nosey people like me it was awesome. Next day I just explored the city and all the little shops and lanes. Good thing about a country which doesn't have the euro is that you have to spend all your kuna before you leave :) In the afternoon I took a little boat out to Lokrum - heard there was a nudist beach, but as hard as I tried could not find it! Spent the afternoon swimming, the water was so clear and blue - blissful. They had very cool stairs attached to the rock dropping into the water, which was very handy.
Next day, flew back to London. A bit of a relief to speak English again and not suffer from the guilt that you get when you can't speak the native language of the country you're visiting.
Spent the following day in Oxford, unfortunately a bit drizzly and cold, but it is England after all so I wasn't expecting anything less. The University was very old but pretty and I had a look around the museum as well. Nice old people who thought they were getting in my way kept saying sorry even when there was nothing to say sorry for - only the English do that, very funny.
Last day in London spent the whole day along Oxford Street, spending the last of my money on clothes to fill up my pack. Primark was an experience in itself - felt like the busiest shop you can imagine on Xmas Eve ....... times 10. It's a very cheap shop where people were piling clothes into these big baskets like they would never see the inside of a shop again! Best bit about English shops are that they have jeans with different lengths - genius! So good for shorties like me who always have to pay someone to bring their jeans up.
Then, had to go home, which I was happy about at the time, but now have itchy feet again. Getting out of Heathrow was an experience in itself, their computer system had failed, but after standing outside for 6 hours, our flight was the last to get out that night. Meant that my 2 hour transit in Singapore was literally cut to about a 2 minute run through the airport, so that was fun. But, in the end it is nice to be home and with Spring here now, can start thinking about my next trip .....


































