Nobody likes a bogan

Sorry, it's been a while, I've been on a boat.

This little tale begins a week ago, last friday to be precise.
One of the guys that works at the Astor (the hostel I've stayed in a fair bit in London) was having a party for his birthday.
In the largest room at a super nice hotel in Kensington. To say the room was nice is a freaking understatement, and as I'm sure you can imagine we had the best night - all dressed up, taking ridiculous snaps, eating amazing food and drinking just that little too much.


COLON!

 At the time Guy and I thought it would be a good idea to pull an all nighter and then take a 6am flight to Split, Croatia.
After the taxi, coach, flight and bus to get to our boat we basically just died.
After we surfaced we had a week long trip sailing through Croatia.
We left from Split (sozza no photo's due to actually being comatose) and sailed into Makarska, which we basically slept through.

Day 2, after a gooooooood sleep Guy and I were a little more awake and social. We hopped off the boat at an island called Brac. The day was fairly chilled - just strolling around the markets, seeing a beach and having a meal with a few people from the boat.

Stop 3 was an island called Vis where a small group of us (Gayle a New Yorker, Mikael from Denmark and Pip from Melbourne) walked to an adorable secluded beach, had a cheese and wine stop and went out for a seafood dinner. Was loverrrrly!

Tiniest church in Vis

Our next island was Hvar, a supposed party island. After spending all day cooped up on the boat, Gayle, Guy and I took a hike up to the fortress to get some of the best views I've seen in my life. Later on the whole boat went to dinner at a fancy shmancy restaurant - 4 course seafood dinner thankyou very much.
Aaaand of course, we were dragged out to the "nightlife" - basically the leedy crossed with the cott, but it was a pretty fun night.

"Photo's don't do justice!"

The next couple of days were smaller islands - Korcula, which is Marco Polo's supposed birthplace and Mjet, where we rode around a beautiful National Park.

View from Marco Polo Tower

As soon as we got into Dubrovnik us 3 bailed to a hostel (a day sooner than the cruise ended) which brings me to the downside of the week.
Our boat was occupied 95% aussies, 90% aussie bogans. Some of the guys woke up one morning and had breakfast beers at 8am. The first night Gayle got to hear a guy having "some fun" with a girl right next door to her, and then another special lady an hour later.
Basicallyyyy.. Croatia is amazing. The islands were gorgeous, some of the prettiest sites I've ever seen.
BUT every experience was ruined by the idiots on the boat, I wouldn't recommend Sail Croatia to anyone, do it all yourself.

Now we are in Dubrovnik, in the best hostel I've stayed in with an amazing view. We've spent some time in the Old Town and did a quick visit to Lukrom, another little island today.
We have tomorrow to kill chilling on a beach somewhere before we head off again - which might be enough time before I melt, I forgot what heat feels like!

From where you'd rather be