A Yugoslavian Easter

It is that time of year. A magical bunny drops and hides eggs made of chocolate. Offering a perfect metaphor and explanation of the story of Jesus.

Things have been kind of closed so far this trip, hoping that Senj will be a good supply post. Luckily the little town was open and happening.

Cute little town. I’ve noticed all these Croatian towns are quite medieval.

So I waited to long to write these and that is the exact reason, where did we go next?

We had a stop for lunch in Karlobag, playground found. My legs are too long for a swing. Got lucky talking to other campers and we were recommended a campsite that magically appeared the second Freya woke up. Nice family spot with an ocean spot and a playground around the corner. The trim dich Pfad equipment better than the playground.

Great view also into the mountains. As always, pictures do no justice.

Some Bora Bora Storm action was starting, driving was getting tough, found out our new van has a bunch of safety features for side wind and curves. We had to get lucky with our next spot cause we were in the middle of nowhere. After 5 campsites or so, found one open. Met a Swiss couple, chatted them up. That night it stormed so hard I actually left the top for a few minutes. The Swiss popped their top down. Probably a better move. I roughed it out, pretty shaky.

Next was some insanely scenic driving to Dubrovnik. No pictures. Oh well. We found a parking spot near the city center which was campervan possible, but a 30 minute walk to the old town. We had no idea that the cruise ship in town filled that old town with American tourists. Brutal.