Friday 15 September 2017

Spit, Croatia Day 3

We started our day by going to the market which is a 5 minute walk from our apartment. With two days left we were getting what we needed for our home-cooked meals. The market is a delight with market gardeners selling what they grow. They mostly have a small quantity of a wide selection of produce. Arugula for one, a shallot from another, then a leaf lettuce and lastly a lemon. Most produce is weighed using old fashion counterweights. When buying two very small onions with change in hand, I was waved off with a smile. Hvala is the word for thank you. I have used it a lot. Before we headed out, we had brunch al fresco on our outdoor space with Jill's left over steak and fried bread which we didn't want to waste from last night.

Today we decided to explore the beaches south of the old town. We walked through some beautiful treed neighbourhoods to get to the boardwalk which went all the way to the marina. We were pleased to see that the water was very clear compared to the the stinky murky water of the harbour. The sand was brown and sometimes stoney. There were so many people having fun playing with various sized balls. Not sure what the games were. No frisbees. We did notice that the Speedo bathing suits were alive and thriving in Croatia as were all types of bikinis regardless of body shape. 

Later in the afternoon, we did more exploring in Diocletian's Palace. He was the only Roman emperor to have died of old age. He abdicated and retired in Split. He also was a Dalmatian from a poor family who rose through the ranks. He had an insatiable hunger to build and his passion was referred to as cupiditas aedificandi.  And ... this is all in the third century.

We headed home to make dinner.  We decided on a Croatian prosciutto, arugula, and oyster mushroom cream tagliatelle. It was so good. Dessert was stewed figs with demerara sugar and  Metaxa (Greek brandy) ... yum. Tomorrow is our last full day and fish is on the menu. 
















































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