I've got so much time for Dubrovnik. But like all of our stops, we just had the afternoon / night there so its somewhere that I want to visit again before I go back home to Australia.
We visited the war museum first. Its not like those museums with artifacts and loads of information to read about. It was more like a photography exhibition with a small blurb about each of the photos and what was happening / had just happened in each of them. Not gonna lie, I got a bit choked up and cried a little while looking at some photographs in the books. It was a different kind of surreal than that of my previous visits to Dachau. Perhaps because the Yugoslav wars were so recent and I have met people who were affected.
Its prompted me to learn more about the wars in that area before I visit places like Bosnia and Serbia.
After the museum we went for a walk along the Dubrovnik wall. It wasnt really busy which, can I tell you, is such a great novelty in a touristy area, especially when you live in London where its never quiet. Seriously. Even grocery shopping is such an effing chore.
Anyway!! The landscape was amazing and the water was so clear that you could see the bottom from the top of the wall in some areas.
Along the way is a cold drink stop where people are able to jump into the Adriatic for a cool-off swim. It was a pretty amazing sight.
That night we had happy hour on the boat before dinner. Things got a little wild. I think there was about 3 bottles of alcohol bought from the bar that were shotted and completed within the space of an hour by all of us. Add "I'm on a boat" at maximum volume and you had a pretty rowdy boat full of 20-somethings. We caught the bus into town caught the attention of locals and tourists when we did a group plank on some stairs in one of the main plaza-like areas. At least 15 people had stopped to take a photo of us being idiots.
After dinner we went to a bar where we all cocktails served in sandbuckets... they were free-poured as well. By the time we'd all had one to two buckets each, we moved to a nighclub which is built within the Dubrovnik wall.
Hayley and I left at some point of the early morning and began walking the complete opposite way to where the boat was. On the way back we ran into two of the Canadian's from our boat which made for a pretty humourous walk home to the boat as Pat voiced his constant complaints about how long the walk was taking.
We visited the war museum first. Its not like those museums with artifacts and loads of information to read about. It was more like a photography exhibition with a small blurb about each of the photos and what was happening / had just happened in each of them. Not gonna lie, I got a bit choked up and cried a little while looking at some photographs in the books. It was a different kind of surreal than that of my previous visits to Dachau. Perhaps because the Yugoslav wars were so recent and I have met people who were affected.
Its prompted me to learn more about the wars in that area before I visit places like Bosnia and Serbia.
After the museum we went for a walk along the Dubrovnik wall. It wasnt really busy which, can I tell you, is such a great novelty in a touristy area, especially when you live in London where its never quiet. Seriously. Even grocery shopping is such an effing chore.
Anyway!! The landscape was amazing and the water was so clear that you could see the bottom from the top of the wall in some areas.
Along the way is a cold drink stop where people are able to jump into the Adriatic for a cool-off swim. It was a pretty amazing sight.
That night we had happy hour on the boat before dinner. Things got a little wild. I think there was about 3 bottles of alcohol bought from the bar that were shotted and completed within the space of an hour by all of us. Add "I'm on a boat" at maximum volume and you had a pretty rowdy boat full of 20-somethings. We caught the bus into town caught the attention of locals and tourists when we did a group plank on some stairs in one of the main plaza-like areas. At least 15 people had stopped to take a photo of us being idiots.
After dinner we went to a bar where we all cocktails served in sandbuckets... they were free-poured as well. By the time we'd all had one to two buckets each, we moved to a nighclub which is built within the Dubrovnik wall.
Hayley and I left at some point of the early morning and began walking the complete opposite way to where the boat was. On the way back we ran into two of the Canadian's from our boat which made for a pretty humourous walk home to the boat as Pat voiced his constant complaints about how long the walk was taking.
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