Sunny Croatia

The 8th of september brought the day we were both hanging for Croatia day. Also the day we replaced our stolen camera to tick one more thing off the replacment list. We flew into the north of Croatia, Pula Istria to be precicise, to be greeted by some impressive Roman rubble left behind from some orgy gone wrong 2000 years ago. Apparently you could have a toga party of 23000 people in the amphitheatre seen here in the distance. Smelly.

But since then like most of Europe hords of various tribes have left there mark here including the Venetian, Ottoman pirates, the happy Hapsburgs and the archaetectual communist Tito and co.

One thing that probably hasn't changed thou is the bright blue clear water, endless squeed and fish and the where have you been sunshine.