Then another night in a sheltered cove on
the island of Mljet and then on to Korcula – another medieval town in a
strategic position but smaller and much less crowded than Dubrovnik.
Another place that has passed through many cultures over the centuries.
We stayed in a marina and we were moored beside a group of young Swedes who partied and sang into the night celebrating – we found out the next day – one of their group’s 25th birthday. It was happy noises, a bit inconsiderate given it’s like living in someone elses living room with the boats so close but not a real problem. It was tempting to make equally loud noises the next morning but they were so out to it I doubt they would have heard!
Another place that has passed through many cultures over the centuries.
We stayed in a marina and we were moored beside a group of young Swedes who partied and sang into the night celebrating – we found out the next day – one of their group’s 25th birthday. It was happy noises, a bit inconsiderate given it’s like living in someone elses living room with the boats so close but not a real problem. It was tempting to make equally loud noises the next morning but they were so out to it I doubt they would have heard!
I don’t know if it was a convention but there
were some HUGE luxury yachts in Korcula. They don’t have sails but are still called
yachts apparently. Some are about 35 metres long and three stories high. They
look unbelievably luxurious with lounges as big as ours at home on two decks –
both usually with lavish fresh flowers on the large coffee tables. I saw two
men, German I think, smoking cigars in style on one as we returned from dinner.
They had several staff on board. We saw some going off to dinner from this boat
with the women in suits – far too formal for an Adriatic Island in my view. I
wonder how often they’re used in the year as presumably these people need to
earn the money to keep the yachts sometimes but who knows. I think it’s great
to be ordinary sometimes!
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