The Dalmatian Coast

Now in the enchanted city of Split. We are still in awe of the splendor of the Dalmatian Coast. Our journey south through Croatia has involved camping on the coast over looking Istria on the Island of Krk (yes, no vowels), island hoping across Rab and Pag, a caustic moonscape of an island, known for its salty lambs cheese, Pashe Sir. From Pag it was back to the mainland and a quick coffee on the streets of Zadar. From Xadar we ended up in the resort town of Pakostan, where we spent the night on the beach front lawn of the surprisingly friendly former Croatian Solider and international soccer star Yordan. After taking in the intoxicating smells and sights of the Sook in the port city of Sebirnk, we spent the night outside the walled city of Trigor. After getting lost in circuitous passages of the city and dinning on the city's famous black risotto, we were off to Split. From here its off to the Island of Brac, famous for its white stone (trivia: The white house in DC is made of stone from Brac),. After Brac its off to the Island of Hvar, then back to the mainland for a jaunt through Bosnia and Montenegro. Caio!