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July 6th, 2007 – by: kalinandeverett
We arrived at Split and saw the Adriatic Sea after a fairly terrible time in Plitvice and were pumped with what we saw. The sea was blue and the houss roofs were red and everything looked inviting. There was black clouds following us the entire time, but Split was beautiful. It was hard to determine which was blue-er: the sky or the water. After a bit of a walk we went up to our hostel. The receptionist was totally helpful and gave us a map and circled all the cool things to do. A weird, insane girl came to check in behind us who was half ranting in English, half in Mandrian, that she was wandering the stairs and couldn't find the hostel because it was supposed to be on level 2 and this one was on level 11.
It all went downhill from there. We walked everywhere and couldn't really find anywhere to eat other than pizza slices. We finally found a place kind of in the boonies that was okay. We realized later that this was the best service and food we'd have in the city. Should have enjoyed it while we had it... For the rest of the night we wandered the streets to find something, ANYTHING to do...but it was dead. There were plenty of people wandering the streets too....but only back and forth up the hill.
The next morning we had our eye on finally dipping into the water. We got our swim gear on and walked out to where the beach was supposed to be. The "sandy beach" was about the size of our living room and filled with children and men in speedos. We walked along until we found a fairly flat rock thing that we could lie on and then carefully get into the water. It was creepy because there were mussels, barnacles, and sea-weed-like plants all about in the water. Ev was a big pansy baby and made me walk in first. I was crying that I was destroying nature by stepping on the sea landscape. I made my way out (slowly) and then saw Ev hopping violently off to the side and then cry about that he cut his foot. I told him he was a big pansy baby and to come out to where I was, as I was now floating lovely-like in the sea. He was hobbling out to the bank and started to analyze his foot which ended up being rather badly cut up. I'm 20% surprised there wasn't bone or muscle to be seen. It was nasty. And that's not even taking into account how scraped up his leg is! Ha! (sorry... heh heh) I floated around nicely until we moved along to another beach. Ev was grumping loudly about his shoe filling with blood (what a big pansy baby,,, ha! he's watching me type this... Ha!) and we stopped at the so-called sandy beach. He wanted to go into the water now and I didn't as I wanted to dry off. But I went in and the waves were now choppy and I promptly cut my toe and ankle. Yay. Fucking Split. DO NOT GO THERE! Ev played a game called I'm-going-to-swim-out-as-far-as-I-can-and-scare-Kalin that I didn't really dig. We then hobbled back to the hostel to clean up. And then....yes...wandered about the crappiest beach town. I swear everyone clubs, shops, and walks. That's it. Boring. BORING. We even tried to go see Die Hard 4 because THERE WAS NOTHING TO DO. We ended up going to a casino (I KNOW! I KNOW!!!!!) and Ev turned 2 dollars (US) into about 35 dollars (US) but it was more exciting because the money was more like 200 Kunas. :) We bought a few drinks and talked about life stuff and had a generally nice night, but it had nothing to do with the town. Avoid it. Split sucks.
We're going to Dubrovnik later today. It better be better. It sure as hell better not be worse.
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