28.06.2013 - 28.06.2013
Our plan today was to take an early morning ferry to Hvar and explore the town, and in the later afternoon catch a water taxi to the Palenki Islands for some beach time.
We arrived on the ferry at the Hvar harbor waterfront.
And walked down to the main square.
The harborfront and square were full of cafes.
From the square Mrs. Ivanovic drove us up the hill to her home. Our nice room had a balcony. Up on a hill is where most of the reasonably price places to stay are in this town.
After resting a bit we headed back into town.
View of town, town walls, and hilltop fortress.
Except for the harbor and square, Hvar has LOTS of stairs.
We took a ferry to Palmizana beach on the offshore Pakleni Islands.
View of Pakleni Islands from the Hvar fortress
Jen relaxing on the ferry.
Lunch at the beach. Vegetarian risotto and prsut.
Jen at the beach. 4 hours of swimming and sunbathing.
We caught the next ferry back to Hvar, grabbed a drink, and people watched.
Swanky Hvar. Since Hvar is supposedly where the ‘beautiful’ people hang out in Croatia, I can’t help but notice and laugh at some of the fashion here. It’s like Tosh.0 (TV show) here with all the men wearing scoop neck shirts along with their man jean capris and bags (a.k.a. purses). Also here in Hvar, even more than in Dubrovnik, there are a bunch of women walking on slick limestone cobbles with 3 inch heels. Instead of watching their glamorous outfits I find myself staring at their wobbling ankles and waiting for their next injury. They must have a lot of practice because that never happened. My fashion sense is non-existent, so it is pretty hypocritical for me to crack jokes. They’re probably laughing at me too.
Then we got dinner at Konoba Menego. When we got there the host was carving prsut (a type of cured pork, like prosciutto) off a leg at the entrance. I had a good feeling about this place! Konoba Menego serves only traditional Croatian food. The sign at the front said "no pizza, no rice, no coca-cola!. The waiter was the best. We were fussing about what to eat, describing to him what interested us. In the most relaxing voice, he said "this is what we are going to do." We ended up with a cheese plate, beef pasticada with gnocchi, and a mild pepper stuffed with some minced meat. In retrospect, I think it was the best place we ate on our trip. Excellent!
We headed back to our room, sat on our deck and had a glass of our Dingac wine, then bed.