Korcula

The journey continues today, in the unrelenting sun. Our hotel in Korcula was brand new and fabulous. In our brief stay we had time to enjoy the pool, restaurant and a wonderful breakfast. There wasn't much else to do in Vera Luka except catch the bus this morning as planned to Korcula town. To save weight, Birgit left her credit card with the desk at the hotel after paying! The bus ride was stunning if also at times bumpy and terrifying - the driver seemed keen to get us here on time whilst efficiently catching up on business on the phone and catching a smoke out the window. We now have our tickets for the next trip to Mljet and have had a coffee looking out on the ocean, and explored the old city, including a walk to the top of Marco Polo's tower. We thought we were brave embarking on a two week adventure - this guy spent 24 years on his trip away from home. I write this sitting on a corner waiting for Birgit to complement her hotel breakfast leftovers with something for me from the supermarket. It may be time to reapply the sunscreen.

Ye Olde Entrance to Korcula

Birgit doing her best Bond Girl impression

Matt refusing to show Marco Polo's tower due respect

Birgit at the top of the tower

Struggling to get down the tower (visitors attempting to get past Matt not shown)