Central Europe: September 19 1998

Jesolo, Trieste, Krk

In the morning we hung out on the beach for awhile. Eva was hoping to rent a pedal boat, but was unsuccesful. We also tried to rent a Vespa, but the rental place was closed for the typical 3 hour European lunch so no luck there either. The 3 hour lunch also caused us to leave town late because we had dropped off film at a 1-Hour Photo shop but didn't return until lunch had just started. Oops. By mid-afternoon we were heading east towards Slovenia.

On the beach

We stopped for dinner at the coastal Italian town of Trieste, which was a larger city and seemed interesting but we could not stay long. This part of Italy was once part of Austria, and Eva's ancestors were from here. The only sightseeing we had time for however was a quick trip to the castle Mira Mare built on the edge of the Adriatic Sea.

Jesolo farm land

The princess in front of her castle

...and the squireboy

Mira Mare, Trieste is set into the hills behind

After dinner we were soon at the border of Italy and Slovenia (where I got caught trying to sneak across the border, but that's another story) and then in the blink of an eye we were out of Slovenia and into Croatia. It was very late (as usual) when we crossed the long bridge and finally found our hotel in Krk (we were in the village Krk on the island of Krk).

I was surprised to see how many young people were out dressed up for the weekend when we arrived. Sure, it was Saturday night ...but this island was hardly populated at all and all of the villages we had passed were very small. Yet right here next to the marina there were a couple of nightclubs sporting medium-sized crowds, there was even a discotheque (complete with colored lights and lipstick lesbians) built into the old castle walls. We were pretty worn out though, and did not stay out long at all.

Ha ha, I love that slogan. I pinched it from a Croation tourism web site.

You are now entering Krk