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Ok I just wrote a bloody essay and it just deleted, which actually fits in beautifully with what I wrote!
Basically you all know Murphy's Law?! Well there's one called Travis Only Event's, where basically life is getting bored with what I'm doing ( I still have concerns I'm on some sort of Truman Show) it just takes control to add appropriate spice to my life!
Thursday evening before school term finished, I was running, yes running drunk, unheard of for me I realize! You know those beautiful cobblestone streets, well they are no conducive to my running style and I went, at near full speed in pursuit of the night bus home, what is know as "ass over tit!"
Both hands bearing full brunt of the force, as I didn't want to damage my beautifully sculpted nose and stylish chipped teeth!! Idiot!
I proceeded in locking myself of our two story house the next day after school, scaling the drain pipe with bandages hands, wearing my shirt, tie & slacks!!
I then manages to book a B & B for the night before my 7am flight as London Airport is 1.5 hours out of London which I didn't realise at the time.
Booked and paid for, looking forward to a good night sleep. I turn up to realise A) I'm at the wrong B & B then B) my real B & B reception closed an hour ago and their phone was off the hook so I then had to book a room at the place I turned up to! Far Far Canal!!!
I actually got on my flight without any dramas which surprised me and got to Croatia and into Pula way to easily. My mind instantly smelt a rat, what were the producers in the Travman Show planning?!!
Pula, a beautiful but very sleepy town, with some ancient ruins, cobble stone paths ( I didn't run anywhere in Pula!) but the town was easily done in a day.
Those of you from Lara know Sanja N, well she is currently in Croatia visiting her Nan, so she is tagging along with my mis-adventurers which has been brilliant to have some familiar company and the fact she speaks fluent Croatian has been a lifesaver! If your wondering my hands are burning like what I can only imagine pouring vinegar into your eyes would feel like! When I finally found a Pharmacy, the lady didnt speak english so I just put up my red and yellow wounds and she just rolled her eyes at me. I think she was warned I might be coming to visit so she did not seem suprised! We found one tiny bar Saturday night that was open and had ten people in it. We managed two or three drinks before they looked like they were ready shut up at midnight. A very low key day indeed, so time for the bung handed traveller to get into his squeeky hostel bunk bed and kip it up! So after one night in Pula we are bailing and are currently sitting on the 9 hour bus to Split, a much more touristy and even more beautiful beach, island ridden part of Croatia.
Will update in Split people, more adventure ahead!
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