Saturday 8 October

Saturday 8 October
We caught the bus from Dubrovnik to Split. Our naval host had it planned down to the minute and had us on the bus with 2 minutes to spare. The amazing race continues.

We arrived in Split and walked to the main square to find our hotel. A friendly local who was trying to sell accommodation offered assistance. Skeptical at first, my intuition was unfounded and he proved very helpful. We would have NEVER found it otherwise, even though we were luckily about 20 meters from the apartment.

A Nanna nap, then the realization Jen had left her iPhone on the bus. That sux.

A trip to the bus station and what I assumed would be a fruitless exercise and talking with the bus staff about a phone left in a bus 6 hours earlier. To my complete surprise and elation, we were told they had the phone and would forward by bus from Dubrovnik to arrive Split at 840am. Once again, Croatian hospitality and honesty. I am starting to have a real soft spot for Croatia and it's people.

Out to dinner, after a walk around the city and a meal of Gnocchi and beef, and čevapčeci's. The owners were also kind to open past the 11pm closing time. Croatian kindness everywhere.

We are now thinking of spending another day here or at least nearby. Booking.com is our friend.