For the second year in a row I spent Canada Day out of the country. Last year I spent it in Vienna at an amusement park and this year, I was sitting in the Frankfurt airport waiting for my flight to Split, Croatia. When I walked outside the airport to see Split, I was instantly amazed. Gorgeous olive and citrus groves welcomed me and provided my first image of Croatia. I made friends with an Australian husband and wife who helped me get to my hotel via bus. Ned and Margaret were very excited to learn that they would be entered into my travel journal in the evening.
Split is the oldest and second largest town in Croatia. Tall and medieval towers soared above my head. I spent the entire day and evening getting lost amongst the streets, drifting past flower shops, fruit stands, musicians, and an abundance of sailboats in the harbour.