Zadar has it's fair share of interesting history, you can see it everywhere! I had a bit of time, as it's still another day before I need to catch the ferry to Italy..
I'd be curious to know what came out of that box after the lid was broken... ;-/
The old city walls shown by the ferry were laid out in the 9th Century BC - trying to get my head around that!
So much of what I see in the city is not available to learn in English, so I got my best understanding from Wikipedia.
VERY long story short, most recent history is that Zadar was part of Italy from 1920-1947. (Explains a lot of the mostly Italian food I eat here!) From 1947-1991 it was a Yugoslav state. The Yugoslav wars from 1991-1995 resulted in the new Republic of Croatia. So, actually it's quite a new country!! With evidence of occupation found as far back as pre-historic times. How can there be "pre-historic" times.. Who came up with that term?? History is history, it's there or it's not.. is there just a blank hole before history? That nothingness before time would be pre-history to me.. But evidence of people living here IS history, not PRE...!! Oh dear, stop the brain and back to the blog.. Anyway, I meant to say that the wall used to have a mote around it, which they have since filled in...
So! As things goes on a motorcycle journey around the world, Nikola in Punat put me on to his motorcycle adventure friend Vanja in France, who then put me on to his Mother back here in Zadar, so I could do my laundry!!!!!!!!!! I love my life!!! Especially when my clothes are clean!!!!!!
In the afternoon I am doing my laundry and tonight I take the 10 pm ferry to Italy.. I got a call about 3pm from Vanja in France and he wanted to ask me a favor. ANYTHING!! When I have clean clothes, I am capable of doing ANYTHING!! Well, he has an old Triumph stored in his garage here and wondered if I could bring it over on the ferry with me, and he could pick it up at the port in Italy. Hmmm, let me think about this... yes!!!
So Vanja calls his friend Hari, who came to pick me up at Mom's house to take me to the bike. (After I had previously taken my bike to store it in another garage (Vanja's brother) while I am away for a couple days). I get to ride in this cute little car, it's an old Citroen Dyane he tells me.
Now, in order to get to the Triumph at the back of the garage, we had to pull this interesting car out first. It is a vintage Citroen DS. And boy did it need tender loving care to get it started~! Not being from these parts, I had never seen cars like this before, and I really liked them! VERY European and very Unique!!
Okay, enough playing around, we must get to the ferry. Hari follows me there in the little red car, just in case there is a problem... with let's say, like... I don't own this bike?? And I am taking it into another country?? Papers??
All is well, they let me on the boat... barely a question asked.. (they were more interested in my passport than motorcycle papers... works for me!! )
The bike nicely tucked away on board, I spend my night on the ferry deck space only. A room was too expensive but I'm tough.. who needs a bed?
;-))) Hopefully it is worth the effort!
Turned out to be a very adventurous 48 hours, but I arrived back to Zadar on schedule.
The second night wasn't any better than the first, but I got the most wonderful welcome! Vanja's Mom was waiting for me at 7 AM to get off the boat! She is such a lovely person..Vanja and his wife also asked me to deliver a gift to her. I was more than happy to walk to her apartment, and I was quite honestly afraid to disturb her so early. But there she was at the ferry port, bright and cheery! She doesn't speak ANY English, but I caught on to the fact that she was about to guide me to the garage my bike is stored in.