The initial plan for today was to spend it in Sibenik – seeing the sights, and doing the regular tourist kinda things. However, after being directed to the bus stop (which wasn’t really a stop, as such: it was more just a place on the roadside for people to stand), and then catching sight of the driver, who was behind the wheel of a seven-seater mini-van with a crudely written notice on the windscreen saying ‘Sibenik’… I decided to give it a miss. Going with him would have felt a bit like paying someone to kidnap me.
So with that idea postponed, we decided to go to Aquapark Dalmatia – the waterpark that was baked into the resort. We got there just after it opened, and for about an hour we had the place to ourselves. We were like celebrities. No exaggeration. We were actually the only guests until we sat down for lunch, and a few people began to trickle in. But even at the peak of the day, there were never more than a dozen guests there.
There wasn’t much in the park – a few water slides, a few jacuzzis, and a lazy river, but to be honest it was perfectly fine for the relatively inexpensive entrance price. The Fiancée© stayed out of the water as much as she could, but then, I already established on our trip to Drayton Manor a couple of months ago that she doesn’t handle water very well.
I have not been overseas for five or six years, so this little excursion to a section of the former Yugoslavia is a welcome break from the daily grind.
So, after a three hour drive to Edinburgh, a three hour flight, and a coach trip that was the guts of an hour and a half, we arrived at our apartment just outside Sibenik, on the Dalmatia coast.
We even got a cheeky upgrade because The Fiancée© told them we had just got engaged… and who doesn’t enjoy towel swans and rose petals on their bed?
There’s a fairly good chance that I’ll be taking my first overseas holiday later this year, since a wild stag weekend in 2013 took me to the south of Spain, and that was a whole different kind of thing entirely.
The Girlfriend© and I have narrowed the destination down to, well… most anywhere in mainland Europe really. Except for the cold places, of course. We both fancy Italy, but because we have both been there before and we would like to go somewhere fresh, Croatia is the new favourite. But we’re a long way from confirmed, and we’ll probably look at half a dozen other countries before we finally settle on somewhere.
I don’t want to spend a week lying on the beach, getting drunk. That is not, and has never been, my idea of a good holiday. I like to see new things and experience a different culture: I can drink alcohol anytime. Holidays for me are about getting up early and leaving the hotel behind, until I’m tired and end up back there for a sleep after my daily adventures. Thankfully, The Girlfriend© is of the same opinion, so I won’t have to leave her at home.
Of course, I fancy going back to Orlando, but then, that is always my first choice. Maybe next year!