Wednesday, March 4, 2020

Plitvic National Park - Croatia

9th-12 August 2017
We headed for the national park of Plitvic, one of the big tourist attractions in Croatia (think tourist posters with lots of waterfalls) there are a number of these parks, however Plitvic is one of the largest and oldest, therefore it felt worth spending our money on. It wasn't cheap, at 23 euros for the day, and I did consider not going at all to save money, but it was absolutely worth it! We ate our picnic before going into the park, as we had to walk a long way from our parking to get into the park itself. The lakes and waterfalls were gorgeous, I learned that the water was such an amazing shade of blue due to the minerals in the water; however my favourite new piece of knowledge for the day however was the word for waterfall in Croatian: Splat.


The water was such an incredible blue colour it didn't look real, like someone had accidentally tipped a vat of blue food dye in the mix.


The park is made up of sixteen lakes, divided by waterfalls and rivers, creating a watery wonderland that looked like it belonged in a fantasy novel. Eventually, legs exhausted, we left, checking into a lovely accomodation and then doing very little, tired out from the day exploring. We asked our host upon arrival if there was a BBQ by any chance, and were quite flummoxed when she told us unfortunately not, but the next moment whipped out an electric one for us to use instead, if we liked!

 Another waterfall photo, because isn't it pretty? The next day we drove to Krka, and checked into another lovely accomodation. It was owned by a kind and extremely friendly Croatian women who chatted away to us in Croatian, neither of us understanding the other, but it all seemed to work out anyway.
 The others went to check out the other famous national park of Krka, but I decided not to go as my legs were weary and my money belt was feeling a tad too light. I had a lovely relaxing day, aside from another wasp problem that I nervously kept an eye on. The others reassured me Plitvic was nicer anyway (and whether this was simply kindness on their part or not, I was happily placated!)


Feeling rather waterfalled out, we headed off to the island of Brac! Before leaving, our lovely host who spoke no English communicated to us that her mother in fact lived on Brac and could offer us accomodation, but unfortunately we had already booked a place - still, I love that the offer was there! Traffic to Split was terrible, luckily we didn't miss a pre-booked ferry or anything! We ate lunch in the car and then finally made it onto the island. 

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