travel
Dubrovnik- > Ston- > Cavtat
The evening before my 6am flight to Dubrovnik, it dawned on me that I had a 6am flight to Dubrovnik. Admittedly, I was distracted( only a week before I’ d learned that I’ d soon be medivac’ d to D. C.), but thanks to an all-nighter, I made it to the airport in time for my flight … and then a seven hour layover in Zagreb. * Note to future travelers, there’ s a 10 hour Skopje bus to Dubrovnik. The silver lining of a layover longer than the actual flight was being able to take a coma-like nap on a very clean Zagreb airport bench.
After my 7 + hour, 400 mile out-of-the-way stopover, it was but a brief one hour flight to Dubrovnik and its cozy airport( which happens to have a cave that you can visit). Renting a car at the airport was a breeze. That’ s right, I rented a car: a Citroen, with a manual transmission. For the first time in over a year I was driving. Whipping the small sedan along the twisting coastal highway made the entire trip worthwhile. It may be only 13 miles from the airport to Dubrovnik, but my inner Ricky Bobby took over and I raced along the coast for a few hours, until I finally considered all the expensive gas I was burning. Arriving in Dubrovnik I quickly realized that this was not a“ master planned” community. Ancient and byzantine, its streets appear to have been laid out by a disoriented drunk. Following the exploration of numerous deadends and one-way streets, and learning to loathe the manual tranny on precariously hilly streets, I finally checked my man-card at a gas station and begged for directions. Thankfully, locals are accustomed to clueless tourists, and without hesitation, a quest was underway to get
me to my destination. Before long m me home, and shortly thereafter I le Anywhere. My car was tagged in le in an alley).
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