Every European vacation seems to involve running for public transportation. Yesterday afternoon, my bicycle (in a box) and I arrived in Cavtat, Croatia, after an overnight flight from Toronto, with a layover in Munich, of which the highlight was an hour nap in a reclining chair. It had been a long day of travel; and, even the excitement of meeting up with my friend could barely keep me awake through dinner. We delayed assembling our bicycles until this morning after breakfast. Other cyclists helped us; yet, it took longer than expected; and, then another person on the tour asked if we’d be ready to catch the bus in 12 minutes, which involved frantically stuffing our packaging materials into bike boxes, haphazardly attaching bike bags, entrusting our bikes to others to stash in the hotel while we disappeared down the maze of stairways to the street. Ahead we saw the bus crossing the street, which is when our fast walk turned into a jog to make it to the stop while the bus cleared the roundabout. (Libertas bus number 10 from Cavtat to Dubrovnik costs 4 Euro. Can be paid for by credit card. Approximately 45 minute ride.)
It’s been 12 years since I’ve visited Dubrovnik. In September 2014, I had purchased a Dubrovnik Pass in order to walk the walls and visit several small museums. At that time Croatia still had its own currency. And while still there is still the option to simply walk the walls or to purchase a Dubrovnik Pass which includes both the walls and several museums, the cost has gone up to 40 Euros for either option.
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| Fort Lovrjenac |
Today before entering into the walls, we hiked up to the entrance of Fort Lovrjenac to get a view of the Old Town across the water.
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| Old Town |
Then we descended to wander through the streets in the Old Town. Much of it was damaged during Siege of Dubrovnik in 1991. However, it has been well restored. Up from the central main street, pedestrian paths are ascending stairs with stone ditches along the sides. The further the climb, the fewer restaurants, shops, and accommodations. Laundry hung on lines between buildings, high above the many steps. Eventually we came to the inside edge of the southern side the city walls. As we continued walking, we saw people emerging from the wall and followed others through the narrow opening to a beautiful view of Lokrum Island and the Adriatic Sea.
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| Lokrum Island in Adriatic Sea |
Back within the city walls, we entered two different churches, both completed in the 1700s, albeit in different styles. The first was St Ignatius Church. It had a gloomy interior with the smell of incense. However, in the dim light, we were still impressed by the magnificent painted frescoes behind the alter. The second church was the Cathedral Treasury, which was filled with light from many windows. Inside, the most interesting art work was a modern version of the stations of the cross.
By this point, we were hungry. Stopping at Fox Bros, we ordered loaded fries. They were just the right amount of food for us to continue our Old Town meandering. (I have a premonition that I’ll be eating lots of versions of potatoes this trip.)
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| Bell Tower |
We continued walking toward a square, which was edged by the bell tower. There is a sphere in the middle which I assume is showing the phases of the moon. Below it, there is a Roman numeral for the hour and digits for every five minutes. Accurate enough.
Continuing on, we ambled through the streets on the north edge of the Old City, eventually hearing the sound of a dribbling basketball. Peeking through a doorway, we saw a basketball hoop installed apin the city walls. The edge of the court had an unobstructed view of the Adriatic Sea, with the breeze cooling off the players.
After our Old Town peregrinations, all there was left to do was climb all the stairs back up to the road to the number 10 bus back to Cavtat. We made it back in time to the meetup with the other cyclists participating in the tour. There are twelve of us: five women and seven men.





