Hello from Croatia

Lisa and I are in Croatia. We made it through the 10.5 hour flight (my sleeping pills helped) and two back to back connections in London and then Vienna. In Vienna they held the flight for us. We got off of our plane from London, stepped on to the runway, and met someone from the airline who allowed us to bypass security and come into the airport the back way. Due to this, we did not miss our flight as we suspected; instead, we were the first ones to board.

Nicholas, the man of the house where we're staying at (husband of Anamarija) met us promptly at the airport. He apologized for speaking poor English, carried our bags to the car, and drove fast along the streets that hovered just above the ocean. (He's hot). We've yet to meet Anamarija but I'm sure she's fantastic, as she was very friendly to me via email. Nicholas is easy to get along with, laughs a lot and tries hard to communicate. Our little studio apartment on the top of their three-story house has a TV, kitchen, full bathroom, and its windows overlook the sea. We open up the windows and throw back the shutters to let the ocean breeze in.

Yesterday we had drinks in an Irish pub at night (Irish pub. Ironic, I know, since we're in Croatia) and met a group of five friendly Croatians. They think Borat is funny ("Sexy time! I like you! You like me?...") They showed us around the city, to different bars and clubs, and at the night they were kind enough to give us a ride home. They range in age from 22 to 36.

So far we've walked Dubrovnik's city walls, visited a few monasteries (the city is littered with ém) and eaten a lot of pizza. We hop a bus tomorrow for Split, about a four-hour bus ride north. Later this week we are sea kayaking, heading to Bosnia to visit Medugorje and the city of Mostar, and hopefully doing a wine tour.

We are in paradise!