I have to insert a cat log here: I have to laugh at myself
as I have found a cat in almost every port, and in each port they have different
personalities. Truly, the ones in Venice seemed pretty frightened and ran from
people. The cats it Bari and Katakalon were beggars; they reminded me of the pigeons that begged
for bread. They ran from table to table hoping for someone to drop a fish for
them. I must say that I never saw a single cat in Santorini, but the cats in
Dubrovnik are fat and sassy. We arrived early in the morning and all the cats
in the town seemed like they had partied all night and were too tired to even
acknowledge that we were there.
Alright I will share with you a bit about the old city of
Dubrovnik. It is a walled city and within the walls are many churches - mostly
catholic. We came across a large courtyard with chairs facing a church. On the
steps of the church was a beautiful gold embossed frame of the Virgin Mary.
The
attendees came from different Serbian locales and were wearing traditional
costumes, and each group carried a flag possibly representing the location they
were from or the family they belonged to. This was quite the affair and I was
sad we had to move on as we were only in dock for the morning.
We followed the path down and came across a wonderful café
outside the walls of the old city and had a genuine Dubrovnik breakfast.
Serbian cheese, cured ham and a sweet donut with chocolate cream, a cappuccino,
orange juice and one glass of local wine.
We added the wine because how can one
celebrate without wine. Wink, wink. Remember the 10 Euros we paid to get
shuttled only 15 minutes into the old city… well the breakfast we had including
wine and tip was only 25 Euros for both of us! Seems like Serbia is a good
destination for tourism.
After waiting in line for about 30 minutes and ‘fighting’
for a seat on the bus we were back on the Ship. Steve said I shouldn’t share
this but I must. I guess I am frustrated with pushy ship guests who feel they
have the privilege to save seats or fill their plates with so much food then
leave it to be trashed. Most of all, it seems like they all have to be first in
line even if they have to sneak in. Nothing is done to stop this type of bad
behavior. I tried to sit down on the shuttle today and a woman grabbed me and
told me the seat was saved; she was saving four seats on the bus when there were
enough for everyone. I just about came unglued when she grabbed my shirt and
told me “no… I could not sit in those seats.” I guess it was a good thing that
Steve was there or maybe I would have ended up in jail cell in Dubrovnik instead
of writing this blog. [Steve’s note here – yes, she really did almost deck the
lady!]
We disembark tomorrow and make our way to Venice Airport. Next
stop is Istanbul to start our 10 day trip through Turkey!
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