Croatia: Welcome to Split

This post offers a glimpse of Split, the first city we landed in.

Tired, cranky, sweaty, carrying a heavy back-pack?  No problem!  Here you see the first of many ice cream bars eaten in order to promote marital harmony, and up the odds that we would actually make it to where we were going without him having to carry her.

 I'm really glad we discovered the magical healing properties of ice cream early in the trip!

Of course, when you only have three changes of clothes for five weeks, you kinda have to avoid getting ice cream all over your clothes.

This is the courtyard of the pension where we stayed, Hostell Nikolla.  It offered free internet access with an actual computer rather than wi-fi..