Split...no, not the verb but the city

Wow. This place was not given high enough of a recommendation, which actually is good because most people strolling around are Croatian. The city is centred around an old Roman fortress that was built on the coast. During the middle ages, people moved within its walls to start a new life for themselves. The result is a maze of squares, back lanes, churches, shops, bars, restaurants and apartments. The place is not just some giant tourist site but a community. For example, as you walk through the lanes you see people have clothes lines running between the upper stories. And just when you think you have hit a dead end, you discover a restaurant, a shop, or something else of interest.

Outside the fortress is a beautiful harbour with white stone which blinds the eyes. There is also a cool market with clothes and food being sold. The ocean looked so clear and blue!

I stayed a great hostel called Hostel Split. It was difficult to find as a I walked up and down this one lane. Finally a young teenager asked me what I was looking for and in turn showed me the way. The hostel does not appear to have a sign. When you open the gate, three town houses split off and you go to the one on the right. It was just a tiny place but had lots of character. In the evening, the women at the hostel gave us a tour of the town and showed us a cool bar where you could drink beer in one of the lanes. We had a great conversation with her about Croatia.

Next day it was off to the Island of Hvar.