It 'Sunday, July 4 oil and we're back to the port of Ancona. We pass the time to be presented with a boarding day before relaxing on the beach Numana. But this should ess ere the right time to embark. Paola has been swallowed up by the offices of A nwith Ferries Terminal for a quarter of an hour. Waiting ...
This, as expected - given the experience of the day before - turns out to be rather difficult osto know. But finally we allowed to move towards the platform 13, the predestined import barco. Yet our odyssey is just the beginning. Arriving at the pier we have to put down the motion to pass controls border police. The offices of the police in a building next to the pier but did not know where to go, and when you fortunately entered, controls the past, no one knows which way to go. Paola picks a fight a bit 'with everyone luckily there is a policeman who immediately recognizes the Mestre of incorrect were in Veneto and in solidarity with Paola and avoid arrest for contempt.
The trip abba Stanz in comfortable, the sea is calm and the ship jumps soon and in just over four hours will bring us in Split. In exchange, the self-service is a disast ro slowness. And in the meantime I have also as we begin Alvare a human life when the speaker asked if there is a doctor on board. Luckily it's just a woman with emotional seasickness.
After landing we put ourselves in search of ' hotel we had booked a Kastel on the coast between Split and to Trogir. We discover that there are at least seven countries called Kastel, that the entire coast is called Kastela, vestiges of the seventeen castles built in the past to defend the Turks.
ask directions in Italian, English, German, Venetian and everyone knows what that and where, but the hotel is not found. But in the end everything can be fixed. After do CCIA, a long walk leads us to discover the center of Kastela, Kastel Sta ri, an ancient fishing village, a fabric of streets rob and alleys between houses OSD stone.
We intend to visit the place in the aftermath: Today is Sunday, the shops are closed but the square of the stalls are empty which promise ' interesting glimpse of life.
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