Day 52 — A migration of wheeled suitcases into Cefalù
Today was a moving day again. For the first time it seemed like everything would work out smoothly. We could check out by 10:00, walk or catch a bus to the train station, arrive in [...]
Day 51 — Cappuccinos, Capo Market and Cavalleria rusticana
Wednesday started with the realisation that we had a room but no kitchen supplies. We had not yet visited a grocery shop and did not even have milk for coffee. Luckily, there was a small [...]
Day 50 — Sold-out buses, a random lift and Palermo in the rain
We had planned to take the train from Castellammare del Golfo to Palermo. We generally prefer travelling by train, even if getting to the train is sometimes more complicated than the actual journey. On Monday [...]
Day 49 — Plan B boat to Zingaro
Monday began with coffee and some of the little filled croissants our host had left for us. Almost immediately afterwards, a message arrived saying that our boat trip had been cancelled. They offered to move [...]
Day 48 — When the swimming things went for a walk
Our first full day in Sicily was a Sunday, and we started it very slowly. Breakfast was the four slices of pizza left over from the previous night. Being in Italy had its perks: the [...]
Day 47 — Missing buses and our first night in Sicily
We woke up at our airport accommodation near Zagreb and immediately realised that we had absolutely nothing for breakfast. Eating at the airport would have been the obvious solution, but the food there looked both [...]
Day 46 — Eighteen thousand steps around Dubrovnik
We checked out by 09:00 and decided to take our luggage into Dubrovnik and store it there. That seemed easier than trying to arrange something at the guesthouse and then having to travel all the [...]
Day 45 — The cave really was that blue
For most of our married life, we have not needed to set an alarm. Whenever we suddenly do need one—particularly for something like a 07:40 boat-trip pickup—Hugo has a restless night, waking repeatedly to check [...]
Day 44 — Nutella croissants and tomorrow’s boat trip
We checked out by 09:00 and walked the 1.7 kilometres back to Korčula harbour for the fourth time. Waiting there was a familiar sight. Ad Astra, the enormous yacht that had caused such a spectacle [...]