It’s 1:30am on Monday morning, and I’m on a bus to Zagreb, Croatia. Alas, my eleven days here have come to an end. It never fails – when you’re super happy, that stupid clock just seems to tick by in fast motion.
Just a bit ago, Miloš’ mom drove us to the bus station in Rijeka, and he and I waited there together until it was time for my bus to leave. What can I say, I’m an emotional creative type, so it was a bit of a difficult day for me – ever since our bus ride from Zadar to Miloš’ town of Crikvenica, I’ve had my little emotional lapses. But the best way to deal with leaving is to get excited about the next time, and I’ve got some major planning to do for when Miloš comes to visit me in three months.
I thought I’d write a little post that kind of touched on some of the highlights of our trip, but I will also be posting some more detailed reports in the next couple of days. Miloš and I were talking earlier tonight about some of the favorite elements of our time in Zadar. It was such a great trip in general, but there were definitely some stand-out places and moments. I’d have to say that our day at Saharun Beach on the island of Dugi Otok was an absolute highlight, despite the fact that we both got totally wiped out by the sheer amount of sun we got that day. In my opinion, this beach was the best one we visited on the whole trip – the water looked like what you see in pictures of the Caribbean – a light clear crystal blue – but it was right there in Europe. All the water in Croatia was beautiful, but this was up a notch or two. It was a truly wonderful day trip that we both thoroughly enjoyed. We also had a wonderful dinner at Restaurant Kaštel the one night, which is located just inside the old town part of the city. The food was excellent, the service was fantastic, and the atmosphere was beautiful and romantic. We also made several visits to the Sea Organ and the Greeting to the Sun on the end of the old town peninsula. On more than one occasion, we took our drinks there for the evening, and just sat and enjoyed the sounds, lights, sea breezes, and each other’s company.
Just walking around old town was a pleasure in itself each time. (Although we concluded that you just can’t get good ice cream in Zadar. We tried SO many places in hopes of finding some that we really liked, but to no avail.)
Like I said, more details about my trip will be coming soon, but for right now, it’s time to finish my journey back home. (And start planning all the awesome things we’ll do when Miloš makes his first trip to the northeast US!)