Having not slept well the last couple of nights the thought of the 3.30 am wake up made me sick – non the less I managed it and was stood waiting for my pre-booked airport transfer outside the hotel at 4 am. When I checked my confirmation I realised the date was wrong and the transfer was coming next week. Ideal. So what do you do at 4 in the morning with little Croatian Kuna – get on Uber.
So back to the worlds smallest airport. The flight was at 6, clearly no movement at the airport until 5 but straight through and in Zadar by 6.25 am
After a well needed coffee and a croissant it was time to check out the GCSE results – Safe to say they well and truly smashed it and I think I’ve got a job for another year.
I dropped off my bag at my next accommodation as I couldn’t check in until 2pm, hopped on a bus and checked out the old town of Zadar. It seems much smaller than Pula, or maybe that is because it’s more compact – I’m not sure. But I get the feeling it’s less touristy…
By 11 am I was exhausted, I’d had 2 coffees and an iced tea. I then got the bus back towards where my apartment was and jumped off at the beaches. 2 ciders and 2 aperol in the beach bars and it was time to check in.
As soon as I could I decided to relax by the pool, and within moments I was asleep. This led me to feeling very lethargic for the rest of the afternoon and I found it difficult to decide what to do. I cooked some pasta – it was gross and made the decision that I would have to eat out from now on – more expense.
A walk back down to the beach and a few drinks in the evening sun ended my first day in Zadar. I’m in desperate need of a good sleep in an air conditioned room! Fingers crossed that happens tonight 🙏🏼
Flying Solo 