Dumb Cinderella

It's only been a little over a week since I've been back and though I don't long for my granny telling me what to wear, there are already things I miss.  People, obviously.  My niece is growing so fast.  A couple of days before I left, I was reading Cinderella (Kopciuszek in Polish) to her and during the scene where the poor girl loses her slipper, Emilia says, "She shouldn't have worn heels.  She should have worn shoes that lace up."  No shit Cinderella! Note ladies, you wear no heels, you get no prince, and I'm never reading that story to her again.

I miss appropriately sized ice cream so you feel like you're eating dessert and not a meal (the Statue of Liberty flavor).

 

Wild blueberries the color of ink.

 

Waffles with powdered sugar for dessert (to go!).

Smoked cheese, highlander style.

Dalmatian Sights

While there is no doubt that camping sucks, Croatia itself is beautiful.   For instance, just about a mile from our campground is an old abandoned fort. 

We've also visited a couple of small towns, nestled in the hills and surrounded by the sea.  Skradin is a town of barely four thousand and is near the Krka National Park.  Getting there was as gorgeous as the town itself.  We drove down into a valley and the first thing we saw was a lovely cemetery (I adore cemeteries, but more about that in a few posts from now).

Primosten is another small town, this one closer to our campground than Skradin.  It's a tourist destination par excellence but with a breathtaking cemetery atop a big hill.  I wouldn't mind resting here for eternity.  

Also breathtaking sunsets over the sea, viewed just steps from our camper.

Croatian Culinary Delights

The already mentioned shrimp

Delicious grilled calamari

Blue mussels

Two types of street food:

 Crepes, here known as pancakes

 Tiny little fish, deep fried on the spot, served with bread

Croatian wine purchases:

Croatian Adventure Continues

 The rather dubious comforts of camping.

Definite joys of Croatian cuisine.

PS: Croatian wine, while pleasantly refreshing, brings with it a headache of truly continental proportions.   

Drive Thru

We have successfully arrived at our campground on the coast of the Adriatic.  The drive was loooong!  So loooooong!  Here is a brief recap:

Slovakia: Welcome to our tiny and cute country.  Please drive slowly through our many villages and hamlets. 

Austria: Welcome!  Please drive quickly through on our efficient, clean, and well-groomed autobans. 

Slovenia:  Ha!  What the hell are you doing?  Using us as a hallway to your vacation destination?  You're just like all the others!  GIVE us 30 euro NOW for no more than 5 miles of country road.  Fuck you very much!

Croatia:  Welcome to our wonderful country!  Be so kind as to give us 5 euro and we'll give you endless miles of highways through the most beautiful countryside ever!  Enjoy the views while leisurely driving to the seacoast.   You are so very welcome!

Croatia or Bust

We are about to set out on an 11 hour car journey to the gorgeous Adriatic coast in Croatia.  Our drive will take us through Slovakia, Austria, and a bit of Slovenia.  

Since we're traveling Polski-style, our car is filled with everything from toothpaste to onions to bread & butter.  Food is said to be expensive in Croatia so pantry r us. 

We are staying at a campgroung near the city of Sibenik.  

Author: User:Tieum512 via Wikimedia Commons

No tents, but campers of some sort equipped with everything but food.  

http://www.chorwacja.croatia4u.org/