There are moments in your life when your heart drops to your feet and you are nothing less than terrified. The last time this happened was in Positano when I witnessed a man in lime green speedos with a gut worthy of a triple bypass wrapped around his waist.
But this time, this time was waking from a blissful, earplugged slumber to sit up and see a middle aged Irish woman staring at me. Apparently waiting for me to wake up because she could not figure out how to turn the shower on. Seriously. Ok, so the tap wasn’t round, and you had to push instead of turn. But she had managed to get herself halfway around the world.
Anyway, after I had regained my pulse and after too many unecessary words (there is a sign in a hotel in Vietnam stating “Silence is a dignity”, I felt she needed a copy) I needed to get out, so caught a ferry to Cavtat, a mainland town about 10km south of Dubrovnik, and spent the day reading, walking, swimming and drinking cappuccinos. Admittedly, there wasn’t much to do or see in Cavtat, but a quiet town was just what I needed.
-Sarah
Sarah