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| View of Old Town and Lokrum Island from the Cable Car |
Mario saw my legs at breakfast (breakfast-which is included
at Hotel Kazbek-- consists of cold cuts and cheeses and bread) and was
concerned. He had just the cure—“rub olive oil on your legs today-swim in the
sea tomorrow.” I love the natural approach they take to medicine here. Five
minutes later, he’s knocking on my room door with a nice bottle of olive oil.
After staying the first three night of Lapad Penisula, we decided to experience the craziness of Old Town—in a luxury apartment in the heart of it all. Amoret Apartments, nestled right around the corner from our beloved Arch Pub, and right outside the Dubrovnik Cathedral was a prime location. (You can see the skull. Legs, arms, and throat of St. Blaise here. Photos are forbidden. Rules are meant to be broken.)
For 87 Kuna you can take the cable car high above the Old City for amazing views.
Well worth the wait and the kunas. No Andy mishaps today called for a celebration. Beers in bathtubs at Art Café! This eclectic café has retro fitted claw footbath tubs as seating.
Have I mentioned there are tourists and gelato everywhere?
After staying the first three night of Lapad Penisula, we decided to experience the craziness of Old Town—in a luxury apartment in the heart of it all. Amoret Apartments, nestled right around the corner from our beloved Arch Pub, and right outside the Dubrovnik Cathedral was a prime location. (You can see the skull. Legs, arms, and throat of St. Blaise here. Photos are forbidden. Rules are meant to be broken.)
For 87 Kuna you can take the cable car high above the Old City for amazing views.
Well worth the wait and the kunas. No Andy mishaps today called for a celebration. Beers in bathtubs at Art Café! This eclectic café has retro fitted claw footbath tubs as seating.
Have I mentioned there are tourists and gelato everywhere?
The most advertised restaurant in the Old Town is Taj Majal. It is not as the name
suggests, and Indian restaurant. It’s Bosnian. Is happens to be on the same
street as our Pizza Mirakul. The wait is 50 minutes. We’re not waiting 50
minutes. I pull the journeyPod car (literally whip out my biz card—they don’t
care.) We make a reservation for tomorrow night and take two steps to the left
to Konoba Lanterna. “Konoba” is the
word for restaurant. When my meal
arrives, Igor (our very dumb waiter) hands me a pork kebob platter. So sad. I
want cevapcici! Not sure how the mix-up occurred….but the local wine helped my
sadness.
After dinner we wandered over to the waterfront to investigate possible island tours for tomorrow. We spoke with a wheelin’ and dealin’ guy named Matti. I felt like he was trying to sell us a used Oldsmobile. We negotiated a price for a three island tour, was ensured there would be no Japanese (sorry Japanese friends), and only 16 people total. And then somehow, an hour later, we are negotiating a rental car with him. It seems his friend has a company and can give good price….shocker. So cruise sales guy sell rental cars on the side. Nice. Now—off to find a beach towel…
