Hello Hvar

Since the Brazilian boys are notoriously late we decided we should tell them to meet us an hour before we actually expected them to show up. We were thinking of getting a water taxi to Hvar since there were 6 of us and we could split the costs and get there quicker. However when I talked to the tourist guy it would end up being still more expensive than the ferry and it didn’t seem to be worth it. Also by the time we needed to buy ferry tickets the Brazilians still hadn’t showed up. We decided that we would just buy our tickets and if need be we would meet them at the island since Marina only had one day. Of course though they show up right before 11 and by a different ferry ticket than us. Their ferry was to leave a half hour later but go directly to Hvar. We decided we should try to exchange our tickets so we didn’t have to take the slow ferry. Thankfully the lady did so with out a problem Marina at this time was scrambling to buy her flight for the next day, since she was supposed to be headed to Switzerland. She was able to get one booked on the way over and one when we checked into the hostel. The hostel directions had no street names but were very detailed so we were able to find it with out a problem. The Brazilians of course had no directions so they followed us to our hostel. Thankfully for their sake they were just down the street from us so they did not go out of their way. We met up with them soon after. They had already been drinking, go figure! Luca the man who owned their hostel was super eager to get us to move into his place.. “Stay with Luca, we have room, we have air condition, ” it was hilarious. He was really a nice man and definitely hungry for money. We were mentioning renting a boat and he said no worries, Luca will get you a boat. So he reserved us a boat and we had to rush the Brazilians to get ready. We stopped at the super market before and bought a bottle of wine to enjoy out on the lake. As we were getting on the boat we ran into the Chileans and they wanted to join. Unfortunately we already had the max number of people, so I told them I would try to find two more people to go again the next day. It was a great day. The water was crystal clear. The sun was out and we had the freedom of the Mediterranean. We anchored the boat several times to go for a swim. It was great because you didn’t have to worry about the rocks or the sea urchins. The only struggle was getting back into the boat. I didn’t have a problem to start, but the later in the evening it got I struggled to pull myself back in. I had to have the Brazilians pull me back into the boat. The ride back was very enjoyable I laid on the front of the boat, next to Luis Luis. The views were absolutely stunning and I now understand the craze about Croatia. The rocks, the bright blue water, the atmosphere it all was just brilliant. When I got back I was on a mission to find two people to recruit for another stunning day out to sea. It was not hard as I stumbled upon James, a great guy from the room next door. It didn’t take too much convincing and he was able to get his roommate Niall to join along. They are both irish guys who both happen to live in London, quite the duo. We start chatting it up and I make plans to meet them at 10:30 in the common area the next morning. After a shower, I was ready to hit the town. The hostel was quite the social scene and so we hung out just chatting there until we were kicked out at 11. During this time we meet Tom the polish guy who was quite opinionated and later climbs through the window at 7am. He was a riot. After that we meet up at the Brazilians hostel and socialize there for a while. I was quite the entertainer that evening doing a nose dance, chatting it up with everyone and just so excited about life. We decided all to go out in the town so we head off. Somehow I end up losing all my friends and I start to hang out with these Norwegian girls that I met along the way. They were super nice and tried to help me find my friends. When I insisted that I would be okay and could somehow find my way back to the hostel they were apprehensive. They didn’t want me wandering alone at night by myself and I completely agree. The roads were fairly confusing and it is very easy to get lost. Eventually they convince me its just best if I sleep on their couch and in the morning I could find my way home when it was light. I oblige and end up crashing at their place for the evening.