Who Knew About Croatia

Croatia has been unbelievable. Seth and I were talking today about how we had no idea how amazing Croatia is. The weather is perfect, the water is cool but not cold, and the people have been ridiculously friendly. Ivan, our landlord for the past night, gave us a short walking tour on our way to his place. I breifly mentioned the "Sobe" accomodations in the last entry but I forgot to mention how it works. When you get off of the boat there are these sweet old ladies who hold signs that say "Sobe". We first read of the Sobes in the ubiquitous text of Rick Steve's guide to Eastern Europe, and in reading Mr. Steve's hints we thought that the people offering rooms would be sketchy, twitchy guys who offer you a room to stay then bring you back to some alley and rob you. The reality is these ladies who could pass for anyones grandmother that are not pushy and are offering a room in their own sweet way. It is hilarious.

Last night we went out for a "proper" night out, as the Irishmen would say. Little did we know that meant hopping from club to bar to wherever we ended up and walking home at 6am. American's have nothing on the European night out. It is a completely unsustainable lifestyle for more than a weekend, but it is an insane amount of fun. Cormac and Warren, also known as the Irishmen, are absolute animals. They have been enjoying their "proper" nights out for the past three weeks. It is almost as if they are going to need a holiday from their holiday. In our night out we ran into nearly the whole of the Emerald Isle. Warren and Cormac kept meeting folk from Ireland and half way through the night started conversations with "where in Ireland are you from?" rather than "where are you from?" Their frustration was palpable as they traveled across Europe to meet new people and all they found were people that they had a good chance of being related to. It made for an entertaining evening for Seth and I, though.