Day 29

My first time going solo (really, going duo) in Europe. Caelie and I decided to put our four weeks of talking about going to Croatia to good use. We took a long weekend to go to Split while the weather was still warm... this time, without the party bus.

Thursday consisted of an abundance of public transportation: subway to a 6 hour train to a 5 hour bus to an hour long walk looking for our hostel.

The train took us into Zagreb, and we found this piece of graffiti waiting for us on the wall. It turns out the graffiti was more than artwork: it foreshadowed some of the road bumps we faced in Split.

Despite getting sick on the bus, and spending a lot of time wandering around Diocletian's Palace looking for our hostel, everything was well-worth the trek (and Caelie was an amazing travel partner), and falling into bed after 16 hours of transit was the best feeling.