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Sleep # 23

Today we visited Sibenik, and I dare you to pronounce it. I have tried all morning. When you think you’ve got it, you don’t.  The atmosphere in Sibenik is lively with little streets leading to great things to see.  The Cathedral Sveti Jakov, which dates back to the 13^th century, is not to be missed and is located just next to the fortress walls.  There are steps leading up to and down from everywhere you want to go in this city. People are carrying large parcels up and down the stairs and their exuberance got us in the mood to shop a bit.  Skip bought a little polka dotted piggy bank for about $l.50 and no sooner had he walked out of the curio shop; it dropped and broke into many pieces. A lady next to him said, “That is an omen you should stop saving.”  Now did she mean stop saving money or stop saving piggy banks?

The Green Morning Market

We also took a side trip to Trogir, which is on an island located inland and connected to land by a stone bridge. During the drive into Trogir, we were treated to an hour of views along the Dalmatian coast where we saw islands, little inlets, villages and beautiful scenery full of ancient wonders as well as modern.

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This is a mussel farm.

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Now, on the ride back to Sibenik, which you cannot pronounce we went by the mountain route and all I can say is that if you need a place to stash someone in the witness protection program; this is it. No one will ever be found or recognized.  We did see many vineyards, the changing of the colors and harvesting of the olive trees.  Everyone knows the ownership of each tree and one would never pick from anyone’s trees but the trees that belongs to them.  A large plastic tarp is laid beneath the tree and 5 or 6 men all stand around the tree picking the ripe olives.

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View of central Dalmatia

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We enjoyed going further afield today and exploring something that was not on the beaten path.