The pot of gold

Another long day on trains and buses, but with this kind of reward at the end I could have walked it.

Left Andrea and her hand this morning and after a short-long wait in ljubljiana we were on the train to Rijeka. After sams usual hyperactivity we jumped off the train in the not too inspiring town of Rijeka and straight onto the bus to Malinska.

Personally, I was slightly nervous about what we were to encounter off the bus after some of the experiences during this trip, usually finding ourselves in a strange and daunting place with no idea where to stay.

But strange or daunting this is not. Intentionally just a stopover for our adventure into the islands of Croatia, I wasn't expecting to find myself sat on the quay of a cosy little fishing village with crystal clear sea and numerous restaurants vying for our custom.

So yet again, we're sat smugly by the water; eating food that should cost twice as much, with only the flavour of ice cream to decide upon for our evenings work.

Thank you hrvastka, now let's see how your water is.