We crossed to the
island of Cres on the car ferry and drove past a slew of FKK
campgrounds seeking out a nice spot to camp with no clear
destination. Most campgrounds were not to our liking, being setup for
campervan-city living. Not really our speed. Anne found us a
beautiful spot called Valun that was just the ticket. A tiny village
hugging the coast with a tiny campground that was about to close in
four days. We scoped out the campground and made a snap decision to
go upmarket and rent a nice little apartment for three nights in
Valun.
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| VIEWING OUR DESTINATION, THE ISLAND OF CRES |
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| SIGHTSEEING ON THE 45TH PARALLEL, HALFWAY BETWEEN THE NORTH POLE AND THE EQUATOR |
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| CAR FERRY ARRIVES FROM CRES |
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| LOCAL FISHERMAN RETURNS |
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| VALUN BEER CAPERS |
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| REMIND ME TO SAIL BACK HERE ANNE |
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