From Budapest we arrived in the Croatian capital of Zagreb. Joined the human traffic that is their transport system. Two or three trams line that come irregularly and transport the whole city. The city is visibly wounded from the Bosnian war in the early 90's with many buildings in the city hosting an array of bullet wounds. We stayed in a hostel next to a chocolate factory which meant that everyday the smell of chocolate cooking came wafting our way. We stocked up on Kras (the chocolate) and Anna finally got to see the new Harry Potter movie. We boarded a night bus to the stunning town of Dubrovnik to the far south, on the Adriatic coast. Was welcomed at the bus by a gent called Nicholas who gave us accomodation in one of his flats, drove us around, organised our bus tickets and even even gave us some headache inducing local wine when we agreed to stay another night. The old town is particularly compelling and the view from the mountains down to the town and the turquoise ocean were breathe taking. After dragging ourselves away from this place we traveled further north to Split. The day time bus trip along the coast was worth the small fare in itself. Traveling at the sea level the coast instantly climbs up to dizzy heights of the local mountains right next to the bus. I was told that it was all land until the end of the Ice Age when the melted ice created the Adriatic sea leaving clear water and a rocky ocean coast. Split was another lovely city and from here we took a day trip to the Plitvice National Park, highlight of this country. The park was covered in a thick blanket of snow when we arrived and by the end of the day the snow had melted and the waterfalls were powering down. Hoepfully the photos can do this some justice. When then spent a few lazy days in Zadar before catching a bus into southern Italy (Trieste) and flying back to London.
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