Yesterday, I came to Zadar. Finally, I should say after spending seven hours in a bus in the morning. I drove down the Croatian coast, gazing at the beautiful Adriatic Sea, as it woke in the morning. When I finally arrived and after finding the hostel, it was already past midday and the big question was, whether I should just stay on the beach and relax my now rather tired bag or if I should enter beyond the city walls of Zadar to sightsee for the afternoon. I chose the last. With my camera in one hand and a bottle of water in the other, I walked, what seemed to me, all the streets of this magnificent city. In the afternoon not many tourists had left the beach area of Borik, so I found the centre
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