Woke up with the rolling ocean, though didnt sleep well and had breakfast. Made my way white knuckled and hoping to god I didn't trip and end up over board bk to my cellar. Went bk to sleep and slept on and off for a few hrs through the to roughest weather. Woke up feeling decidedly worse and like I couldn't quite get the motor started.
Had lunch and arrived in a cove just off Hvar where it was calmer and then arrived at Hvar. Hvar was a gorgeous town reminiscent of what I think Monaco would look like. Supposedly the sunniest longest island in Croatia. Small boats bobbing in the harbour, cafes and bars surrounding the town square. Unusually we were docked three in a row, us being the third. In order for us to get off we had to cross through the other boats. This was quite a challenge as they are all at different heights and all rocking at different speeds. I found the best thing to do was to not hesitate and just jump and rely on the kind hand of the other ship's captains.
We went on a tour around the city with a very charismatic Karmen. Of most interest to me after the copious amounts of churches and ornate architecture was the quaint patisserie and jewelry stores... Felt I needed to get my shop on!!!
Got a coffee dairy free!! And a cookie dairy free!!! Woo hoo first dairy free snack of the trip!!! It's the small things in life lol. Once charged with caffeine through my veins we felt motivated to go shopping. We had a look through the jewelry stores some of which were quite unique. Of course I picked some amazing pieces worth $1000 Australian dollars. So alas I was left jewelry-less except for a pair of earrings.
Snack hunting (not snacks lol) was next on the agenda. Some gals were planning on staying aboard during the evening for fear of having to negotiate the three ship boarding process and ending up gng for a swim.
Back on the boat Tommy's bar was gng strong. Everyone was finishing of room bottles and having a jabber. Some us braved the disembark and eventually made our way to a recommended dinner where the service was somewhat lacking but the food was devine.
After dinner and trying hard not to lapse into a food coma we wandered down the marina to a bar where it was hoped there would be some people watching a soccer match. We missed the soccer match and met the owner beginning to tidy up.
One drink turned into two or three, shots on the bar, self DJing, flaming bars, lesbian overtures to some, declarations of love to others (ole to one of his blonde crushes). Girls had met many Croatian men in our stay in this lovely country and reported back that what Aida said first 'Croatian men made good lovers but bad husbands' held true. Also added to the list was that they were great kissers. I think most got to test out this theory. ;-p.
Headed/ clambered / fell back to the boat at about 3:30/4am. Feeling quite happy after a great day.
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