I'm not sure if it has been mentioned in this forum or not, but by far and away, the greatest number of travellers you meet are Australian. It is pretty safe to say that in every city, town or village I have stayed in there has been an Australian within cooee. No doubt David will summon forth a circumstance using his seemingly female recollection for these details that will undermine my entire statement, but there aren’t many. A man’s allowed to take some small liberties with the truth for the sake of entertainment.
Split however seems to be some sort of lodestone for us though. Nobody is really sure why they are here, nobody seems to know what to do and nobody really knows why there are so many tourists, but we seem to drift in on the tide. It’s a sort of transit lounge for the eastern Mediterranean and Baltic states.
Right now as I am sitting in the common room typing away, Hostel Situs contains nine guests. Of this nine, eight are Australian. Of this eight six are from Melbourne. It feels nothing like a hostel. Four of us are sitting here watching cricket on a laptop, another one is cooking “snags” in the kitchen for us. The other one is giving hell to a Kiwi as they play Fight Night on the Playstation 3. The word sanga has re-emerged with unseemly haste into all our vocabularies. All in all I am quiet enjoying having my countrymen and women around me at the moment. It’s a good way to relax and take a break from travel and language barriers
This ancient roman fortress has had its “yeah, not bad” walls stormed and the Eureka flag flies proudly at its “kinda OK” towers. The smell of hamburgers waft across the battlefield as we crush Karlovačko “tins” beneath our thonged tread.
I mean it’s nice and all, but we didn’t really even want the place...
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