Zadar – Last Days

One of the glories of traveling in the slow relaxed manner that Pam and I have adopted is never having to feel rushed or constrained by time. Only on rare days where we have action that needs to be co-ordinated with third parties such as buses, airlines or (in the case of Plitvice Lakes National…

The Siren still sings

The skies are still low, grey and forbidding when we rise. Our plan for today is to see the many historic buildings in the old Zadar city as well as walk around the parklands between the Five Wells area and the newer parts of Zadar. Our walk commences at the Zadar Museum of Glass which…

Siren of the Adriatic – Zadar

My relief as the turbo-prop plane touches down in the dark morning is palpable. The flight has been loud and bumpy. Pam’s right hand still bears the crush marks. There are four passengers alighting at Zadar, we scamper across the chilly tarmac and enter the terminal. So far we have been what I feel is…