It’s better than bathtub hooch

May 23, 2018

After being up so late last night, we didn’t exactly get up with the chickens this morning. Our room in Korcula, though super cute, was so tiny we could barely turn around, and there was no room to walk around the bed. Period. So for Bol (Island of Brac) I splurged in a sq ft sense and got us a little apartment. Not really a splurge though at 26€. This morning was laundry day, and after our chores, we hit the town to find the necessary bakery and coffee shop.

Bol port in the morning

Every town so far has had a daily produce market, so we supplemented our breakfast with a nectarine (Nathan) and some strawberries (me). This town and island are famous for their Zlatni Rat beach. For some reason, it’s like ‘the’ beach of Croatia. The beach is a triangle shape jutting out into the Adriatic, full of sand colored pebbles. You should probably Google it to get a good image.

Along the promenade headed to Zlatni Rat

On our way to the beach, we hit a pharmacy and grocery store. We got here with scalp sunscreen for Nathan that turned out to be bug spray, so we were in the market for some overpriced European sunscreen. With our sunscreen and picnic in hand, we headed the roughly 1.5 km to the beach.

Promenade… 30 minute walk to the beach

The promenade out of town to the beach is beautifully shaded and made for a very enjoyable walk.

We set up our towel (oops, I somehow left mine in the room so we had to share) on the pebbles, applied more than $5 worth of said purchased sunscreen, and relaxed in the sun. We spent a little time in the water, but it is pretty cold yet. Totally clear though and the most wonderful blue-green color. We decided that pebble beaches require a foot break-in period because our tender feet did not like walking or standing on them.

Zlatni Rat Beach

About 1 or 2 pm it got a little windy on our side of the beach, so we gathered our things and walked into town. We talked to some locals who indicated that rain had been forecasted for today, and also for the next few days, so we are not sure if we’ll stay here or hop on the ferry to Split first thing in the morning. As I write this, we are at a cafe waiting out a thunderstorm, so maybe the forecast was correct after all.