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Thursday 3rd May.
We walked into Trogir  a compact walled town one of several along the coast towards Split. The remains of the 14th century fortress / walled town is impressive with far reaching views from the top of the tower. The narrow streets were fun to walk around and judging by the number of bars and restaurants the place must be heaving in the busy season. The town is on a small island with access via a bridge and a further bridge leads onto a bigger island. The wide promenade is apparently where the Croatian chattering classes meet in the evenings. Tied up alongside were some serious gin palaces as well as a couple of Turkish stile cruise boat. There was a lot of interest in a huge plastic fantastic with the name of Johnson Baby registered in Denver and the people on board. They could have been a 4th generation of Johnsons or more likely some board members or upper management on a “joly” described to the revenue as future planning now America is about to become great again – who said that?
From Trogir we headed off for Split and found the camp site at Stobrec 7km east of the city. We had decided to cook en-maison but as it started to thunder and lightning with torrential rain it enforced this decision. After supper we watched a DVD – “Gone girl” – weird I had started to read the book sometime before the film was released but found the narrative tedious and never finished it.
Friday 4th May.
It was on our bikes today after a somewhat lengthy encounter with the vagaries of a Croatian camp site launderette. The sun was out and our neighbouring campers in proper tents about 12 youngsters French speaking but probably Swiss were sorting out their wet gear. The back road into Split involved a substantial climb before a nice descent to the coast and along to the city. After locking our bikes, we were able to walk through the old city which is Diocletians Palace. This largely intact Roman city is fascinating to wander around through all the small alleyways and out to the arched gates with the mountains behind, ignoring the high rise mid-20th century urban surrounds. At the northern gate is a huge statue of Gregorius of Nin who aspired of becoming the Arch Bishop of Dalmatia but apparently didn’t go the right school. Never mind his lack of achievement he is now looked on as a local folk hero and rubbing his toe allows you to make a wish or bring you good luck.

 
Trogir from the fortress.

Town clock Trogir

Traditional town house Trogir (now in need of careful restoration)

Back street Trogar

The "big yin" Croatian stile.

In the forum Split

On yer bike

Camp site at Stobrec Split

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