and back out to the islands, we rode the length of the island of Hvar,
a distance of some 80km. This ride offered, especially at the
relatively deserted eastern end, some of the best vistas we've yet
seen, but was let down in the overall rankings by the often dodgy road
quality.
Arriving at Hvar - a pretty little fishing port now glitzed up with
five star hotels - we set about the usual task of locating
accommodation. For most of Croatia so far this has been a matter of
spotting someone offering "sobe - zimmer - camere - apartamani" and
asking them for the room in their house. These places tend to lack
some of the creature comforts of the hotels (phones, TVs, breakfast)
but they are also not outrageously over-priced. At the end of the
day's riding all we really need is a shower and a bed, though over the
last couple of days we seem to have neglected the former in favor of
jumping into the sea with the locals. Needless to say, we are perhaps
not as clean as we should be...
The evening in Hvar passed without incident, occupied mainly by a big
dinner and some people-watching. We established that of all the
fabulous people promenading around the place, we were certainly the
only ones with beards, and most likely the scruffiest. Then again, we
were also the only ones who'd arrived in town by bicycle, so at least
we had that excuse...
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