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Published: April 12th 2010
Croatia - 1 Week
As I cycled into Croatia I was surprised to feel deja vu, the mountains and the vegetation reminded me of cycled into Austria but the weather the first night was shite meaning I woke up in a puddle.
The coast from Dubrovnik until Sibenik was beautiful particularly around the islands of Hvar and Korcula,
I cycled north along the Adriatic coast through Dubrovnik, and then took a ferry to arrive on the island of Korcula, continued from east to west along Korcula, through vineyards and along the rocky coast, and left on a ferry to Split.
Dubrovnik was another really cool medieval town, as was Split but the latter was much bigger and more developed. The nicest town I came across on the Adriatic coast was Trogir, north of Split, a really cool town built on a tiny island, with more medieval style buildings with great details and a nice promenade.
The National Park Krka was a beautiful area where a river was carving its way through some limestone hills but sadly I was really suffering with food poisoning and couldn’t enjoy it very well.
About 10 miles outside Sibenik it became clear that I couldn’t
continue my trip, I was suffering with stomach pains, nose bleeds, aching joints, my insulin wasn´t working very effectivly and my back wheel was missing 2 spokes and had a cracked rim. Feeling shit I camped in a field for 2 days to regain enough energy for me to make my way back to the UK,
The morning of day 31 I cycled back to Sibenik, then waited 14 hours for the only train that would allow me to take the bike to Zagreb, a night train but because I smelt so bad and looked even worse nobody dared to enter my cabin and I slept ok.
Two days in Zagreb sorting bike boxes and sleeping then I flew home to Mummy to devour antibiotics. You wouldn’t believe the stuff that was coming out of me, I still don´t believe it actually but 10 days after landing I started to feel better and 3 weeks later I started to feel back to normal.
The people in Croatia were not very friendly, I didn´t see many smiles and two incidents stand out in my mind. On day 31 when I was waiting 14 hours in Sibenik for my night train
My first night in Croatia
There was a storm and I awoke in a puddle
I was lying down on the grass holding my stomach at the peak of a pain wave when some old man came and kicked me and shouted something at me for a while and from his facial expressions and tone it wasn´t nice things he said. Then later that day I was buying chewing gum in a little shop and a middle-aged woman working there threw my change back at me and wouldn´t stop staring me out, right into the eye and as I was walking away from the shop she was there at the door continuing her stare and hey I know what you’re thinking she probably just wanted me, but no, there was some anger in those eyes. I am sure there are lovely people in Croatia and those I encountered that hostile probably had their reasons considering the recent war.
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