Farewell Croatia

We got Liisa, our yacht back safely to the Marina in Kastela late afternoon on Friday. All the charter yachts are to be back by 6pm so the staff can check them for any damage etc.  What a spectacle. Rob reckons the marina holds about 600 yachts and most of them are charter yachts. The place was a hive of industry with staff checking, customers cleaning up and packing up. They even had a frogman under the yachts checking the keels. We were allowed to stay onboard until 9am the next morning. By this time there was an army of cleaners standing around ready to clean them all, inside and out ready for the next charters at 5pm.      

      We headed off for some breakfast, said our goodbyes to the others and then walked to our accommodation in the next village.  This is another Kastela and the castle here is in much better condition than the others along the coast.       

    We had a quiet day relaxing in the sun and I even had a swim.     

      Not wanting to cook we went looking for a restaurant which was quite a mission. We eventually found this family owned one which had some good reviews on the internet but we were a little concerned we were the only ones dining. It was our gain and their loss as it was just lovely. We got some real Croatian food and it was extremely cheap. Stephen had what we would call a casserole called pasticada.  And it was delicious. I had had it once before but this was so much nicer. I had stuffed cabbage rolls with potatoes and they were also lovely. We both had dessert too - baklava for me and a cheesecake for Stephen.  Much of the food along the way was very much westernised to suit the tourists palates which I feel is a shame. Some of their traditional dishes were to be found but not always easily.  Some that we tried were Black Risotto made with cuttlefish. I found it had a similar taste to our NZ paua. We also tried some little fish which are slightly bigger than our whitebait. They are fried and were beautifully presented in an old roof tile!  Quite yummy too.    

    As so on Sunday morning we got ourselves to the airport on the public bus system and checked in for our flights to Greece for the last leg of our journey.