Maybe it’s the Zoloft but I cried the first time I saw Dubrovnik from up high on the main artery into Croatia from Montenegro.
It’s a pity I have to leave, but I’ve got to split to get to Split.
The Old City is crowded even in May with Americans and Chinese vying with the Russians and Israelis for most obnoxious tourist.
To pinch a line from Cormac McCarthy - like life, it’s beautiful from a distance.
Lots of arches in Dubrovnik. I like arches. Love them in fact. I’m as fond of arches as Mad Archie McArch from Archway, North London. And I am the arch enemy of arch haters everywhere.
Where I slept: Grand Villa Argentina: Stunning views of the town and Mediterranean. A short walk from, town but that's a good thing.
Where I ate: Nautika Restaurant: Right on the edge of a beautiful cove.
