A couple of hours ago, talking to a neighbor who worked longtime in a cruise navy, having visited in detail the five continents, I asked him where would he go again with pleasure.
He answered "Dubrovnik", without knowing that I was coming from there. Asking why, I got an answer easy to accept: The life of town.
Night and day, the town lives permanently. When I told him that I had been there and the city is not damaged as he thought (it's hard to see signs of the war), I noticed how alleviated he was.
Travelling is always a pleasure, but it is better when things work well with all the group.
We were the only Portuguese in a Spanish group, but quickly there were no strangers, and joy was the law.
Though my Spanish is awful, my experience says that Spanish are the most joyful people in the world, and we cannot get bored travelling with them.
Old and new stand side by side, in a city where traditional look is carefully preserved.
Either walking along the walls or through its narrow streets, you can’t see any aggressive signs of modern architecture, breaking the harmony of the city.
And that is particularly remarkable, if you think that the recent war (still visible, if you look carefully) forced a strong effort of reconstruction.
One of the alternatives in our free day in Dubrovnik was a trip to the Elaphiti Islands. Having visited wonderful Islands as Hvar, Korcula or Peljesac we thought that it wouldn't add much to our program, and decided to visit Mostar.
Anyway, the island of Lokrum, just some minutes away from town, was easy to see from the distance, and, though adding harmony to the views of the city, it seemed empty - I know (read) that it has a botanic garden, and a Benedictine monastery, but... one cannot see everything, and the curiosity about Mostar...