As I said in a past blog, its very endearing to hear the locals try and gather the English words they know and strike up a conversation with me. I was asked the other day "are you old?" Of course, they were just asking how old I am but it was very sweet that they are making the effort to talk to me.
Again, I find myself sitting in the area downtown called The Riva. Its just outside the Diocletian Palace. In the historic palace, you will find venders selling art and other little nicknacks while The Beach Boys and the soundtrack to Grease are playing on the speakers in the background. If you continue past all the old columns, you will hit the farmer's market. I spent about 20 minutes walking around there and bought enough food for the next couple of days. I spent a total of 40 kunas (or $8) on the whole purchase.
After walking home, my American friends and I walked down to the Vila Dalmejica's private beach. Its truly spectacular to see land that hasn't been touched by man and to get the opportunity to enjoy it. Here are some pictures of the section of the beach that we went to.
Of course, after all this play, it was off to work. This mornings ballet class went better for me. I still don't understand much Croatian so Im not able to get too personal with the fellow dancers. Im just glad that they speak enough English to communicate the little that we have.
Dovidenja (goodbye)!
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