We spent two days in the apartment in Neum. We swam each day, snacking on chips, organgina, and living the life. Neva and Natalya made friends with a Croatian girl named Dana. I swam out to a boat's yellow buoy a lot (20 feet out) and reveled in the relaxing water in between sitting under the parasol under a chaise lounge. Jennifer and I enjoyed the fun of switching time on and off as a supervisors for the pixies. There was a big veranda where Jennifer and her cousins enjoyed smoking, drinking, and talking "adult business," as we told the girls.
Our last day in Neum, we had nice long showers with newly bought towels and packed our bags for the next morning. We dressed up for a night out at a new restaurant. I combed the girls hair, jokingly explaining that I'd once wanted to be a hairdresser when I was younger. They smiled as I put a sliver of gloss on their lips and put some mousse in their baby-fine locks.
We attended a beautiful restaurant, a real hole-in-the-wall that had a citrus theme with oranges, salmons, yellows and green embellishing the scene. I had spaghetti bolognese and Natalya had her first Pasta Carbonara which she fell in love with and wants at every place we eat. We limit her to eating it once every two days.
The car ride to Split, sucked, as usual. I was squished to the point of my poor ass hurting most of the way. The silly rental car company had us go to the far end of town to drop off the car before we made our way to the ferry. We caught some very expensive taxis (600 kuna or $100) altogether that took us to the ferry area. We lounged in a little cafe and had drinks (always Coke for the girls, haha) and later ate at an excellent pizzeria, eating pizza, fries, and salad.
The ride on the ferry to Bol was quite enjoyable. It was hard for all of us to pull our luggage up and down the steep, grippy ramps but we all chilled once we were on for a few hours. It was even hotter in Bol than in Neum when we arrived.
So, fast-forward: I am now in Bol, literally in paradise. I almost never eat in but enjoy the best pizza I've ever had. I eat ice-cream every day with flavors everything from Rocher and tiramisu to mountain berry frozen yogurt. I sleep in a very chic, IKEA style apartment with wooden floors and all the goodies. Every night we watch the soccer game and laugh or cheer on various teams. We always go for the African teams because we feel bad for them and I voted for France yesterday despite their 0-2 loss against Mexico. During the day, we go to a special beach at the end. The beaches don't really have sand, rather white pebbles like in a river. I can see fifty feet down through transparent water with lots of sea urchins. Natalya and Neva have floaties for the water and get farther out every day. I have my Savvy String to tug them around with. It is very handy. I'm reliving childhood memories of swimming and doing somersaults or holding my breath under water. I eat fresh fruit from the market, bursting with flavor. It seems all so unreal but it is.
I have done my really amazing things. I totally am pushing out of my comfort zone. Wearing skirts, and a new green and gold sarong I just bought. I bought river shoes and a macrame belt too. I'm considering picking up a necklace too. I have to pick up souvenirs today as well. I met two Australian girls named Ruth and Anna and we laughed a lot. Anna reminded me of Issie, whose playful and rambunctious energy I already miss. I made pasta for the girls a few nights ago and made them eat at the table - it was very difficult for them but we giggled the whole way. We met a waitress who is saving to go to MIT and has been to America a few times. She is really sweet and gives us water when we're passing by.
I absolutely love the cultural mix of this town in the peaceful, breathtaking setting. But I also miss my horse.
Tata for now,
Tessa
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