It begins...

We had an uneventful flight to Split which is the way I like them. After last year's debacle on the inappropriately named 'Whizz Air' the predictable tedium of this one was most welcome. When we arrived we took a taxi to our hotel in the walled old town of Trogir. It is fun to stay in such places like this right in the heart of things but the downside is the noise! After dinner, in a restaurant recommended by Tomasz, our very friendly and helpful proprietor we went to St John's Square to enjoy the live music and Jessie earned some witty quips from the singer by whooping enthusiastically.

Our night was punctuated by a hot water boiler that periodically made a noise like wildlife being strangled and then there were some strange 'goings on' at 4.30 in the morning. So we were a bit jaded at breakfast back in the square where the band had been replaced by an accapella male voice quartet. We had some croissants that definitely could not speak French but nobody really minded.

The good Tomasz then took us to the Kremik Marina to meet up with our Elan 344 'Sea Bird' that is to be home for the next couple of weeks. As we got to the Marina early the guys rushed through the formalities and we actually managed to get away by about 5pm and headed for an anchorage not too far away at Rogoznica. It's magical to be here at anchor with the stars shining brightly in the sky. The guys at the charter company think the weather will be kind to us so we are all set for a great holiday.

Rogoznica