About a month before we left for our trip, my son asked if we were going to Dubrovnik. When we told him we were staying about 3-4 hours away from it, and on an island, he wasn’t very happy about it. He had done a report on Croatia and really wanted to visit this old city. After all, he said, “When are we going to be in Croatia again?”
Well, we found a ferry that would take us there. The ferry would leave at 8am and after stopping at 3 other islands, we would arrive in Dubrovnik at 12. We’d have about 4 hours in the city and then would take the ferry back to Milna. My brother Terry and my brother Jeff and his wife Candice decided to go as well, so we headed out for a full day of boat travel. (My husband and daughters stayed behind, having no desire to be on a boat for that long.)
Our route from Milna on Brač to Dubrovnik
The ferry was late getting to us, but once we got on, we settled in. I knit for a good chunk of the trip.
Candice, Jeff, and my son on the ferry
Terry, preparing fo one of the classes he’s teaching this fall
We finally got to Dubrovnik, after some really rocky seas. It was raining and windy. Luckily it wasn’t horrible, but there was definitely some pitching back and forth and anyone susceptible to seasickness may have had a hard time. We had a quick lunch and headed to the city. We only had so much time!
View of the entrance of the old city from our restaurant
My parents went to Croatia a few years ago. When they visited Dubrovnik, they were getting ready to film some scenes of Star Wars: The Last Jedi. Nothing that exciting was happening this day, but there were lots of people there.
This fountain was redressed with lights for Star Wars: The Last Jedi.
We had been told by many friends that walking the walls of the city was a must do. So, we bought our tickets and headed up.
View of the fountain and the square from the steps going up to the wall
Following my brothers up the steps to walk on the outer wall surrounding the whole city
Not a bad view
Me & my boy ❤
A view of the fortress outside the city walls. Sadly, it took us too long to figure out how to get there
Parts of the old city are crumbling, and the steps of the city wall climb quite a bit
The views from the wall were pretty great.
Inside the city walls lived a LOT of cats.
Jeff, me, Terry, and my son. 4 Croatians with the Croatian flag.
My sister-in-law Candice stopped to pet one of the cats. Jeff snaps a pic.
Not a real guillotine
This reminded me of Piazza San Marco a little bit.
Apparently this staircase is famous in Game of Thrones
We had a great time exploring the city. The only thing we didn’t get to do was visit the fortress. We tried, but by the time we found the way to get there, there were only minutes before we had to leave, so we had to take photos outside it.
We can’t resist gelato!
Finally, we grabbed a taxi and headed back to the ferry. We settled in and enjoyed the long trip back. At most stops, there were several clues that we were stopping. First, there was an announcement. Secondly, lots of people started heading toward the back of the ferry. Third, we just felt that we had stopped. Most stops were about 5-10 minutes. Somehow, however, our stop wasn’t announced, and no one headed to the back. We were all in conversation and none of us noticed we’d stopped. We knew our stop was coming up, but somehow didn’t get up and start heading toward the door. Suddenly, Candice started yelling, “Are we moving? Did we miss our stop?”
And sure enough, we had. We were only feet from the shore, but they wouldn’t stop, and told us we had to ride to Split – another 45 minutes to an hour away. There was a 9pm ferry back to Supetar, but the likelihood of us making it was almost zero. Plus, we had no way of getting back from Supetar to Milna. The next ferry wasn’t until midnight. My dad was trying to convince us to find a place to stay in Split, but none of us wanted that. Candice was the only one with a working phone, so she was the one keeping everyone abreast of our situation. After some arguments of how we were getting home and who was going to pick us up, Terry finally called for a water taxi. We knew this would be expensive, but it was our best bet. Once we got to Milna, a taxi would pick us up and take us back to the hotel and the villa.
First up- finding a place to get some food (and use the restroom).
My son was really stressing out, until he got some food in his belly.
Next – finding where we were supposed to meet the water taxi. When we relaxed a bit, we were able to do two things: 1) laugh and 2) look at how pretty our surroundings were.
Split, at night.
The taxi driver sent Terry a “pin” on the map for us to follow, and he’d pick us up. We walked to the only real place there was no boat already docked. It took a few minutes, but our savior arrived in short order. Just as it started to rain again.
Yay! We’re on our way back!
It was a little cold, and we were very tired.
The water taxi was a speed boat, basically, and we were going pretty fast. Because he was taking us straight to Milna instead of Supetar, where the other ferry drops off, it took us about 45 minutes. After the taxi dropped them off at the villa, I think we got home at around 11pm. My son went to bed and I ate some of the food Wayne had picked up for our dinner (that we missed), and I tried to explain just how we managed to miss our stop. We were exhausted, but glad to be home. We knew we had a story to tell friends when we got back.
Coming up: Krka Falls, The Sea Organ, and last days in Croatia.