We left Klenovica heading north and ended up at a campsite just outside Zagreb. An artificial lake, rented kayaks and a quiet evening by the water – that’s how we closed our Croatian chapter.
Trogir – an old town and an unexpected reunion
A chance reunion with Ania’s cousin, ten degrees cooler than Albania, and one of the best-preserved medieval port towns on the Adriatic. We stopped in Trogir for a few hours – and it was hard to leave.