Mijet the midget (The queen of the blues) Blue campers?

Saturday 5^th May.

We broke camp at Stobrec and headed along the coast road towards Dubrovnik. Wonderful views down over the cliffs to small village harbours and then a wide vale with large river. Here there were citrus and olive groves and fig trees with other horticultural products as well. We bought from a roadside stall tangerines, lemon and figs. They also had a lot of honey for sale, peppers, olive oil and a blue liquor. (not sure what it was made from)

We eventually reached the little ferry terminal at Papratna on the Peljasic peninsula. We took the ferry to Sobra on the Island of Mijet. It had now started to rain with thunder and lightning. Our camp site guide only indicated one site on Mijet at Marina Ropa. Having found the place by using co-ordinates it was deserted and no evidence of a marina. A young girl was cleaning the ablution block – unisex and said her Mum was coming. She told us it was no problem to camp, you have electric and hot water all for 120 Kuna (£15) but a restaurant was an ask to much. We started on our way back to Sobra as it seemed the biggest settlement on the island, on our way in a village called Babino Polje we found a bar that had that minute just turned on the lights and the owner informed us his wife and mother would make us a pizza. Sure enough 30 minutes later a delicious thin crust rustic style pizza arrived. Liz was plied with large glasses of white wine, while I had to restrain from drinking although reliably informed that there were no police on the island there were a lot of sheer cliff edges close to the road. The barman bemoaned the fact that his Saturday night card school wouldn’t be out as it was raining. He told us that he had 3 daughters the eldest 22 years old then at approximately 7-year intervals and his wife was pregnant again. Perhaps the Mediterranean diet has something to offer after all. He also told us that he had 3 houses in the village, an live plantation of 100 trees, an apartment in Dubrovnik, a 10-metre boat that he fished for lobster from and taxied people to the various islands, and in the height of the season he played the accordion around local hotels. Politics were discussed, and I think at one stage Trump and Putin were compared with Milosevic an interesting view point. However, as a Croat he seemed quite well disposed to the Serbs but blamed the Albanians for contaminating the sea with trash which was washing up on Croatian beaches. All in all a fun evening that we wouldn’t have got further along the island at one of the tourist hot spots.