Our plan for today was to take the city-operated boat over
to Lokrum bright and early, so we managed to get up and be at the dock by 9am.
But there was no boat to be found, despite that we had checked in about the
schedule two days before. We had been told that the first boat out each day was
at 9 am. We wondered if the delay might have been caused by weather, as the
peaceful, azure Adriatic had become choppy and gray, with a brisk, wind
whipping our parkas around. No whitecaps, but definitely a very different
looking body of water from what we had grown used to. Light mist clung to us,
and though it was not cold, it would have felt more comfortable curling up in
front of a fire than being outside.
We decided to take a stroll and get some of the shopping
that we’d planned for the afternoon done in the morning. The first shop that we
stopped in had a charming array of local food and hand-made Christmas
decorations. We almost always get something for our tree when we go on
vacation, so this was perfect. The proprietor, like most people in Dubrovnik,
spoke English, and we told him about our predicament with the boat to Lokrum.
He confirmed that it did not run when the weather was bad, and that there had
been some sort of incidents involving tourists in the past, which made them
very cautious.
We continued exploring shops on the north side of the city,
which we had seen as much of. This part of the city is steeply angled, and
street after street of steps rise up of the main street. Between shops, we
stopped at a bakery for pastries, with a much less friendly woman behind the
counter than our previous day’s bakery. We found a covered table for our
morning espresso and ate the pastries there. Our next stop was place selling on
of the regional specialties, coral jewelry. This was a great find – we had
planned to get some coral, and they were extremely knowledgeable. We chatted
with one shopkeeper extensively, learning all about the coral harvesting and
processing. He made a lot of the piece himself, and showed us the tools he used
– dentist tools! These scrapped off the outer layer and buffed the inside. He
also explained the pricing and how we could tell the different between fake and
real – for one, the real stuff would not be for sale out on the street. After
much deliberation, I finally decided on a pair of small earrings.
After some more shopping, we headed back to the dock to see
if there was any change the boats were running. As it turned out, they were,
and one was just about to leave. Unfortunately, we had all of our shopping with
us and could not head out to island with that. Ben ran back to the apartment,
and made it back to boat with seconds to spare. This turned out to just be a
prelude to another mad dash for the boat later!
Lokrum island sits just off the coast of Dubrovnik. It
heavily forested and uninhabited. It is home to some ruins, including a
monastery and a fort, some saltwater ponds loved by swimmers, and hiking
trails. It is larger than it appears as the view from Dubrovnik is of the
narrow end – it stretches much further in the opposite direction, which is
where the boat docks. It was raining on and off, as it had been doing all
morning, and the sea was definitely choppy. It was also a lot colder out on the
water than the close confines of the walled city. We met a family from
California on the boat and later took pictures for them and they for us.
In what proved to be a waste of money, we took the advice
from Rick Steves of buying a map. The map, as it turned out, was replicated all
along the walking trails – identical maps for free. It wasn’t a lot of money,
but $4 that could have been saved. Notably, it was NOT a topographical map and
gave no indication or elevation or grade.
A neat cactus like plant in the arboretum |
Another cool tree, probably in the succulent family |
The weather definitely changed the mood out here. The
constant mist, sometimes turning to real rain, the cool but humid air, heavy
overcast skies, and gray sea all gave this place a muted, somber vibe. The
sound of waves crashing on rock provided constant background to our exploring.
We went down as close to ocean as we dared, but what had previously been a
tame, clear pool was now more savage, wild, and dangerous. We finally found the
saltwater pool, but the cool temps dissuaded us from actually swimming, though
the water here was still the perfect clear that we were used to, even with the
overcast sky. On a sunny day, it would have certainly been even more beautiful.
The saltwater pool |
As it started to rain harder, we headed back towards the
boat area, only to learn that we had missed a recent boat and had time to kill.
Consulting the map, we decided to take a path around the outside edge of the
island, then loop back through the middle to catch the next boat. We were very
clear that we did not want to be stuck out here any longer – we were cold,
tired, and hungry by this time, as we had skipped lunch in our rush to get to
the boat earlier.
Gorgeous coastline off Lokrum |
Happy before things got ugly! |
The walk started out great. The rain had let up, and the
ground was flat and easy to navigate. We kept going until we got to the turn
off that would let us loop back towards the boat. This is where the elevation
or grade would have been key. Basically, it was straight uphill, though you
could not see the top. From where we were, it looked like one big hill, but
then it was a switchback with a steep ascent. By the time we realized this, it
was too late to go back the way we came, so we had to plug on. Under normal
conditions, we could have easily managed the hill with a few breaks and a
normal pace – but we had to make that next boat. We started off at a light jog,
then tried a very short sprint, then settled into a loping walk that still hurt
and made us pant. I used a lot of colorful language and said things along the
lines of “I’m probably going to die.” Ben felt that I had turned very morbid,
but I was mostly kidding. I guess my tone of voice didn’t sound like I was joking,
but it’s hard to sound light and cheerful when one can barely breathe.
Luckily, what goes up must come down (a cliché that I
repeated in my head to reassure myself that this would ultimately turn
downhill). The land eventually became a more gradual slope downwards, and we
picked up the pace to the boat. We had actually given it up near the end, but
decided to hurry anyway, just in case. The time had come and gone. When we got
to a clearing near the dock, the sight of the boat coming in to port made us
whoop with joy and we easily jogged to meet it. We just got lucky that it was
running late because we were definitely not on time.
The view of Dubrovnik from Lokrum |
We had errands to run and sights we still wanted to see back
in Dubrovnik, so we were very glad to get back when we did. First, we went to
our apartment and packed up a bunch of snacks, but knew that we had to get to
the parking garage to pay for one more day of parking. Parking a major expense
in this city, and definitely something you need to budget for.
After the garage, we headed back to Buza, the bar that we
visited on our first night that sticks out into the water outside of the city
walls. Technically, this was the other Buza – there are two very close to each
other. Literally a hole in the wall, they only serve bottles of beer and other
pre-made beverages. We grabbed a couple of beers and snagged a high up table.
While the view was not what it would have been on a sunny day, the bar was
still crowded with people taking in the spectacular view and enjoying the
unique location.
Buza Bar |
Relaxing after Lokrum |
After Buza, we went and check out a couple of the churches
that we had passed by several times but had not entered. While photos inside
were not permitted, we were totally in awe and would have been clicking away if
it didn’t risk eternal damnation and the annoyance of our peers.
Concluding our
sightseeing as it began to get too dark to see much inside, we headed back to
our apartment to get ready for dinner. As it would be our last night, we wanted
to do something a little nicer than we had. Restaurant Dubrovnik, despite the
completely uninventive name, is number one on Trip Advisor and seemed to be a
good option for a nicer dinner out. Sadly, when we arrived we learned that it
would be closed for a private party! It certainly looked lovely and upscale, so
maybe next time!
Wine in a cool holder |
Cool light fixture at 360 |
The wine |
We ended up at a trendy, high-end place called 360 Dubrovnik.
It is so called because of its large patio that overlooks the entire city –
which was closed due to the windy weather! The inside was also beautiful, and
we still had a lovely view of the port (or at least I did due to the direction
I sat, while Ben faced the interior).
This place definitely was the nicest by
far of the spots we tried in Croatia, and one of fanciest meals that we have
ever had anywhere. We ordered a bottle of wine from Korchula, tomorrow’s
destination. It was a crisp, clean white. Nothing too adventurous, but
definitely tasty and on the cheaper side compared with many of the options.
To begin, they served us an amuse bouche of toast with foie
gras, something that I had never tried and had some moral objections to eating
– which I ignored while I indulged in this rich treasure for what might be the
only time ever. It was like an extremely flavorful version of butter, and it
was amazing. While I have no intention of ordering this on a regular basis, I
am really glad that I tried it. The controversy comes from the way it is
prepared, which can only be done by overfeeding a goose and causing its liver
to swell to disgusting proportions. It’s repulsive to think about, but hard to
argue that it’s worse than the way that widespread factory farming practices
that produces the bulk of the American diet. Some cities have outlawed it, much
to the chagrin of most chefs. Look, I read Diet for a New America and numerous
other articles about factory farming. Yes, I was vegan for a while, and now I
try my best to eat food with a high animal welfare rating – grass fed, no pens,
etc. So, no, I am not going to become a foie gras connoisseur but trying
something like this at this particular place felt ok. Plus, it was free!
The tuna starter |
Another tuna pic |
Next came our first course, the tuna appetizer. This was
spectacular. The tuna was incredibly fresh, perfectly marinated with ginger and
soy. The guacamole it was served with, while flavorful and creamy, wouldn’t
necessarily have been my first choice as a sauce – but it worked.
For entrees, I had turbot served over potato leek foam with a side of ginger couscous. The fish was perfect, and the foam was incredible. |
The cous cous |
Ben had the tempura shrimp |
Ben's tempura was served with a gel sauce dotted artistically
along the sides of the plate. Each bite was divine. While we did not try some
of the more adventurous menu items – deer, pigeon, and suckling pig to name a
few – we were very happy with the quality of the food and the preparation. The
service was also over-the-top. Several people were taking care of us at the
same time, and we had a funny moment with our waiter when we realized he had a
twin working the table next to us. As soon as we sipped our water, it was
refilled. Our wine was constantly topped off. Plates were cleared promptly and
we felt pampered. For the record, the bathrooms here were also spectacular,
much fancier than the weird, airplane like bathroom that Ben had found
enchanting in Kotor.
Another "on the house" dessert selection brought to us |
After dinner, we strolled for a bit to encourage digestion,
then went back to pack as our plans for day 6 was to get an early start on our
way out of the city.
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