1. 2. 3. Sailing on the deep blue sea.
4. 5. The main square.
6. I think that's Carpe Diem in the distance.
7. Exploring the residential area.
6. I think that's Carpe Diem in the distance.
7. Exploring the residential area.
8. Dinner tucked away in the streets of Hvar.
9. Chels feeding the restaurants cat spaghetti.
10. Kiva Bar.
11. Luxury yachts that I will never ever ever ever have. Sorry about the grainy iPhone-ness.
10. Kiva Bar.
11. Luxury yachts that I will never ever ever ever have. Sorry about the grainy iPhone-ness.
12. Carpe Diem, excuse my inability to hold the camera still.
Hvar is like a luxury paradise getaway that I can't afford on a backpackers budget, even though I'm not exactly roughing it. There were gazillion dollar yachts lined up near our boat that we passed each time we went to and from our beloved MS Plomin. We stared in awe how we'll probably never see the amount of money these yachts are probably worth in our entire lifetime.
After happy hour then pre-drinks at Kiva Bar, a group of us crammed onto a little boat and chugged off to Carpe Diem at 1:30 which is an island, that is a club.
At about 3 we realised the music was bad. And that we were sobering up. And that drinks were ridiculously expensive. And there were many creepy men. And so we left. Thinking about it now, considering that nights out really start at around 4am in Europe maybe we left too early, but with no desire to spend over 50 kuna on a drink it was probably the best decision.
So maybe Carpe Diem would be the best night you'd ever have on a different day, with a different dj.
Just a quick note
Hvar is like a luxury paradise getaway that I can't afford on a backpackers budget, even though I'm not exactly roughing it. There were gazillion dollar yachts lined up near our boat that we passed each time we went to and from our beloved MS Plomin. We stared in awe how we'll probably never see the amount of money these yachts are probably worth in our entire lifetime.
After happy hour then pre-drinks at Kiva Bar, a group of us crammed onto a little boat and chugged off to Carpe Diem at 1:30 which is an island, that is a club.
At about 3 we realised the music was bad. And that we were sobering up. And that drinks were ridiculously expensive. And there were many creepy men. And so we left. Thinking about it now, considering that nights out really start at around 4am in Europe maybe we left too early, but with no desire to spend over 50 kuna on a drink it was probably the best decision.
So maybe Carpe Diem would be the best night you'd ever have on a different day, with a different dj.
Just a quick note
- 'živjeli' = 'cheers' in Croatian; A word that would be used a innumerous amount of times over the next 8 days.
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