Are we at the same beach? We drove to Baška (bash-kar) in the morning, and the beach spots were already filling up. Baška is famous for its beach, and you could see why. It was beautiful, so calm and so clear, little did we know that that would all change. We went for a walk along the promenade and then back through the old town. When we got out of the old town the mood at the beach had completely changed. The waves were crashing and thrashing around sand and ...

quick... just hold it in... hold it in... I can't hold it in... HOLD IT IN... BLAAAUUHH!! After we left Lovran, we drove to Rijeka. (rye-eka (do I really have to keep doing this? Ok, in Croatian, j's are pronounced as y's. got it?)) And I felt a bit sick. Ok, a lot. I felt very sick. But still, my parents decided to take us shopping, so I didn't have a choice. I was having a look at some toys with Mila, when I quickly ran over to Dad and said the magic words; "...

I caught a giant crab today! It's as big as your hand - as long as you have a big hand! Mila

GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD After our lovely breakfast at the hotel, we went to the lovely beach of Lovron. Dad and I were looking for places to jump off rocks, when Dad saw some boys jumping of the railing into the water. We immediately made our way over to the boys and were getting ready to jump. If you read my other holiday blog you would've known that Dad and I jumped off a 5 metre to 6 metre high rock in Greece. This was about 3 metres, but it still looked fun. As ...

AGH! Actually, this is kind of relaxing... We went to a town called Pazin, and Dad had a surprise for us. I tried to run through the things in my head it might be; a waterpark, diving centre, rollercoaster, etc. But I didn't expect this. Dad had brought us to a 500m long flying-fox, across the chasm that inspired Jules Verne to write one of his books. And it was BIG. It had 2 flying foxes that were strung across the chasm. Finally it came the time when I had to ...