Gale force winds almost caused us to cancel our planned day trip to Krk, but cabin fever took hold and we decided to risk the bridge crossing. As we drove down towards the coast we caught glimpses of the island and the churned up sea around it. The wind was so strong that we passed motorcyclists stopped on the side of the road, unable to proceed. We weren't sure whether the bridge to Krk would be open, but when we arrived we found that it was only campervans, ...

After our week of roaming, it was nice to be welcomed back at Drivenik by Ouma and Aunt Milica. During our absence Dale's Mom,Dad, and youngest brother Ryan had finished their holiday and returned to New Zealand, while Gareth and his mates had met up with another group of friends for a week long cruise / party along the Dalmatian coast. Beks, Tim, Dale and I moved into the upstairs bedrooms at the Drivenik house. Zlatko had left a 'to do' list for us, so whi...

Plitvice National Park is a pretty green area of inland Croatia famous for its clear blue lakes and waterfalls. The tourist board's website advised that the park could be quite busy in summer and recommended an early arrival to beat the crowds. We ignored the warning - how busy can a national park be? Turns out, VERY busy. Hordes of tourists were queuing for tickets as we entered. We spent 10 minutes winding through the tree filled, gravel carpark area, sear...

We arrived in Zadar at around 6:15pm after almost 8 hours of travel from Budva. We were met at Vila Zaratina by Simon (a lanky boy of about 16) and his sister, who manage the apartments during their school holidays and speak very good English. As Beks and I collapsed upstairs, the boys took our passports downstairs for Simon. They returned about half an hour later bearing brochures of Zadar, a jug of red wine and a plate of rock melon. The wine was made by Si...

To get to Dubrovnik we had to pass briefly through Bosnia. We had been warned by the tourist information website to expect delays at the border. Still we hadn't expected to come screeching to a halt several kilometres before the border on a narrow and winding stretch of coastal road, with traffic behind us quickly building up. Slowly we inched our way forward around the coastline until the Croatian border came into view. When we reached the booth we needed on...