Holiday again!

June and July was rather boring ... my foto course (together with Robert) and my regular visits at the orthopedis (because of my knee that hurt after playing sqash with Mike) being the most spectactular to happen. But – there was another holiday coming up. Croatia together with my friend Willi. Willi who had a holiday from his scientific work (if I told you that he was researching the reaction of guineapigs organs to certain medication and that a guineapig a day had to be killed, would you believe? ... well, guineapig body count must be at 35 or so at the moment ...) that he had to do for his theses in his pharmacy studies called me and suggested to plan a trip to Croatia. Wilsons car packed with a tent and all our stuff we started. But not to Croatia but to Kitzbühel in the Tyrol where we met with a whole bunch of friends for the annual "Jahrmarkt". This year even Max and myself showed up in Lederhosen.

So on Sunday after the big party we finally hit the road ... and as we were hung over did hardly speak to eacht other until we reached the Italian border. Having passed the border we felt more on holiday and we started to talk. First stop in Slovenia after having refused to stay at the first camp site we inspected (it was horrible.... ): Umag.

above: Willi and Wolf on the island of Cres

below: our mobile hotel

Being hung over and tired we went straight to bed and then continued our journey. The camp site and beach in Medulin made us feel like being in Poland and so we continued the trip to Pula and strolled through the old town before we went to the island Cres by ferry. Having passed the whole island we camped in the Cikat bay near MaliLosinj where we stayed for a couple of days, made friends with all neighbours (who invited us for BBQ as we had nothing but our tent and car with us ... poor boys). Only the weather turned out to be really annoying: wind, rain and ice rain in the morning ... doesn´t make you want to go to the beach and swim. Therefore the decision to head on again. This time to Rijeka for shopping. Having arrived there "Wulko and Hitschko" (we really felt like locals sometimes...) found out that also in Croatia the shops would be closed on a Sunday – which meant that Rijeka was the most boring place within 300 km. Next decision: go to Italy ... at least have a Pizza, sun and a sandy beach.

Let me ask you: have you ever arrived to Lignano on a late summer Sunday night? If you haven´t you should do once in your life. No chance to get a room, place for you tent at the camp site or even a parking anywhere. We almost thought we would have to go home directly ... but finally found a camping outside Lignano and spent our last day at a sandy beach ... in the sun.