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Mostar to Split, Croatia

12.8.15

Mostar to Split

Our apartment guy, Harris, took us to the bus station which was really kind. He didn’t want to take any money so we insisted he took it and used it for nappies for his 5 day old twin boys.
Stood for a while chatting about history and politics.
Most of Mostar was flattened during the war and the EU gave money for rebuilding which is why we hadn’t noticed much shell damage.
Such an interesting man and a shame we didn’t get the chance to chat more.
Our bus left Mostar East at 11.20 am, ticket was £12 each and 1 euro fee each for our luggage.

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Lovely scenery, very green and mountains around us, very similar to Turkey with a mix of villages and commercial buildings along the way.
Almost all the houses have Intex large paddling pools and a few had normal swimming pools.

At 12.15 we pulled into another bus station and assumed most people were getting off for a ciggy.
Asked someone and we had to change buses for Split
Bit of a rush but all fine and they moved our cases for us, glad were getting our moneys worth!

At 12.30 we stopped again.
Have just handed over our passports and we’re currently sitting at the border.

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It’s very hot and a bit claustrophobic as I’ve copped a very large lady in front of me who has put her seat right back and is almost sitting in my lap.
Could be worse, they could all be smoking a million fags 🙂

I’ve been watching the first episode (I downloaded on iPlayer) of the new Great British Bake Off series, its cake week and I’m drooling and glad I bought a bar of Milka Noisette flavour for the journey.
At 12.55 we were off again and passports given back by other passengers.

The scenery is beautiful, lovely lakes and by 1.30 we were going around bendy roads and saw the sea.

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Have really missed being by the sea.
Its much like the Kas -Kalkan road, but 80km instead of 8km.
John is struggling and feeling sick.
The large lady later got off but can’t work out how to put her seat back up 😦

The bendy coast road went on for well over an hour with a couple of gorgeous little resorts in the distance.

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A short stop in a town with tiny streets and then back onto the coast road.
John is still feeling really rough.

Arrived at Split bus station just after 4pm.
John literally looked green.
Stopped to get Kuna from the ATM and for drinks and then decided to walk to our apartment partly  as had been sitting all day but mostly because taxi driver quoted more than we were told to pay.
He said it was because of the luggage!

Walk was less than half an hour but pretty hilly, and very hot, but good to get some air.
Our apartment, called An &Dy, is OK.

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The outside space and furniture wasn’t shown on the website and is pretty poor!

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There’s a supermarket really close by and we couldn’t face going into town as feeling exhausted.

There’s a very basic kitchen so decided to cook and bought pork chops and steaks, mushrooms and onion.

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Very tasty and a welcome change from sausages and pizza.

There’s an airer so we did our laundry as first opportunity since we started our travels.

Looking forward to exploring Split tomorrow. What we saw briefly looked wonderful but for now its chill time and we have 2 full days to visit the town and maybe even the beach.

Observations so far :

John needs to put his travel sick pills in his backpack not in his suitcase

The supermarket has a lot more choice than the ones in Bosnia.

There’s a Lidl

No sign of any war damage as far as we’ve seen so far.

Everything is slightly dearer than Bosnia but feels more affluent.

Stunning Split

13.8.15
Last night I emailed through to the aparts to ask where the kettle ( I was ready for bed)  is as I have to have my morning coffee and a kettle is a booking deal breaker. (So is a patio, balcony or garden, hadn’t anticipated such crap garden furniture though)
A few minutes later a man appeared with the tiniest hairdryer I’ve ever seen.
I explained no…for coffee.
Ahhh ok…
A few minutes later he appeared again.
With a Bosnian ( or maybe Croatian ) metal coffee jug with a long handle.
Ok,  don’t worry I said.
A few minutes later he reappeared with the biggest, mankiest kettle.
I rinsed and scrubbed it a few times and it still looked like it had milk in it.
Eventually it was clean

This morning I made coffee that tasted vile.
Psychological maybe? Too much red onion last night?
Boiled it a couple of times and tried again with bottled water and marginally better.

Currently in Split old town enjoying a proper espresso overlooking the ferry port.

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Lovely although the waitress is probably in the wrong job.
Actually she just smiled at me so I take that back.

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Wandered around the market and fell in love with a dress.
Didn’t have to haggle, the lady offered a big discount without me saying anything.
Quickly tried it on and sale done 🙂

Found a beautiful large square which backed on to a cake shop, Bobis, seems to be loads of them dotted around, the Croatian equivalent of Gregg’s.
Had calzone and sausage roll and beer.
Pleased to say the same ice creams are here and I had Kinder, yum.

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We walked all around the beautiful old town then to the forest park at  the end of the peninsular.
It looks beautiful on the map and there are cycle paths.
I’m definitely not a cyclist but if flat it would be lovely to cycle around it.
So we went to investigate.
After the huge hill to get there and another big hill by the entrance to the forest it was clear it wasn’t a good plan.
Strolled for a while and admired the views before going back down again.

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It’s a hot day and not pleasant on the hills.
We strolled by the harbour for a while but decided to leave this for tomorrow when we go and find a beach.
Back into the old town and decided to visit the Cathedral.

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We bought a ticket to visit the baptistery, crypt and bell tower too.

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More jelly leg time, huge steps but at least not spiral like the Minaret in Mostar!

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Amazing views from the top and so worth the effort.

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On the way back down we saw a petrified lady and she told her friend to go on without her. Chatted to her and she came down in between us and was very grateful.

The crypt and other parts were OK, nothing over special but lovely and cool.

Found an antique and flea market which was great. Saw the same Joey money box that is a treasure within the family.
Was tempted to buy it but very heavy.

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John fell in love with a bell with a cast metal goat on it and offered a third off the asking price and no quibble.
It is cute.

Stopped for a drink and had the most tasteless iced coffee but Johns hot chocolate was good.
Had enough of walking, have covered miles again! Caught the number 18 bus to a stop past where were staying as the map says shopping centre.
Found a small mall, nothing too great but the Piece de Resistance…Lidl.

People who don’t live in Turkey will not understand the excitement of a Lidl.
Our little fridge currently contains millions of calories, biscuits, deserts, chocolate and got a bottle of Vermouth for £3!
John even got some running shorts.
Our next stop is in one of the Islands so we figured it could be the last time we see such goodies.
Going to be interesting transporting it all.

Bought  Bratwurst sausages, bread and Mayo and made chunky sandwiches and used up the mushrooms and will have onion breath again tomorrow.
Probably sounds bizarre on holiday but we have no idea when we will see Bratwurst again.
It went down well with Asti Spumante.

Absolutely love Split and looking forward to seeing the seaside part tomorrow.

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Observations

Its very hilly
People are generally more cheerful here
Graffiti but nowhere near as much
Only get given one sachet of sugar with my espresso’s instead of 2 in Bosnia and no glass of water with it.
Tommy’s is the main supermarket chain. They’re everywhere!
The architecture is very similar to Rome
Doesn’t seem to be as much smoking
Quite a few older men around the town sitting around drinking beer
Haven’t seen any beggars apart from a guy asking for cigarettes today- so many beggars in Mostar and Sarajevo, women with babies and small children singing to try and get money there.