A short flight from Rome took us to the stunning medieval city of Dubrovnik in Croatia. We landed at the airport and jumped into a taxi. The taxi driver asked for the address and I gave him the address of our apartment as listed on AirBNB. Turns out it wasn't an address, but it was written in Croatian so I couldn't tell. I rang the hostess, Petra, and she was one of these people who talks constantly and doesn't give you time to ask her questions or respond. Sh...

After braving the suicidal traffic on the bridges out of Trogir (I advised Lidia to close her eyes and hope for the best, because that is what I was doing), we started down the coast to Dubrovnik. This is a slow drive, much of it along the winding coastal roads where drivers feel they must do less than 50 the whole way. Add to this the fact that there are 2 border crossings 2 kms apart, where Bosnia owns a 2 km stretch of land, and you have quite a long drive. ...