Calm water

It's interesting to watch the Mediterranean Sea, as it is dead calm. I managed to see waves role into the beach, but they wouldn't even reach up to my ankles. On the road however, we came across river Cetina, which didn't even manage those waves. The whole river looked like one huge slightly fuzzy mirror. If Croatia would also have been clever enough to put a parking spot somewhere that didn't hide it behind 300 trees, we may even have managed to shoot a picture of it. Croatia is still working on the strategic placement of rest stops.

Our car trip was supposed to take 4h 40m according to our navigation system. Three hours later we were a little surprised to have arrived already. But this might be slightly due to the speed limits here. The most common speed limit is 50km/h, which applies to all situations from "busy town centre with lots of fancy intersections and pedestrians that cause you to drive at 20" to "country road with corners that you can take at 100 before the Queen in the back seat would drop a stitch". If these realisations weren't enough to make you a little more flexible in terms of speed, then being overtaken by a loaded tow truck doing double your law-abiding-speed, will.

In an attempt to fill the time that we suddenly didn't need for driving anymore, we found some caves to explore / be guided through. Since all the people waiting for the next tour were Croatian teachers plus us, we managed to get our own private guide in english.
Walk up to the first cave entrance: "This is the first cave, which we can't go into because of the insects."
Walk up to the second cave entrance: "This is the second cave, which we can't go into because of the researchers."
Walk up to the third cave: "This cave we can go into, but it's 9 degrees in there."
The descriptions were far more friendly and elaborate than what's quoted above, but you still wonder how much else the other caves would have to offer after visiting only about half of the last one (the other half being down a 20m hole known as Chamber of the Lost Soul).

Our next host spoke both some german and english, though neither particularly well. This made for some interesting and extremely mixed conversations as we tried to make ourselves understood in both languages in the hope that one will work.

Tomorrow we're going to try and see whether we can beat the tourists to the local nature reserve. Unfortunately, that means trying to get there before 8am. *cry*