Ah, yes I'd forgotten about those Croatian church bells. Another early morning cacophony - but a pleasant one nonetheless. We have breakfast on our little balcony overlooking the back of the island - ripe pomegranates, cherry trees, lemons and date trees with big bunches of orange fruit now almost ripe. The lemons look still to be a long way off being ready to eat, and it's already September. We leave our passports with the friendly owner and then take our bikes out the back way onto the road - there's a traffic jam the other way down into Trogir. It's cloudy, but pleasantly warm and we cycle off to the end of the peninsular of the Western bit of Ciovo island and find a nice little beach at the end of the road. We swim and read and doze, have our frugal lunch of bread, cheese and tomatoes and warm water from our cycling bottles and when it gets busy and noisy we walk round the headland to a secluded little cove. Threatening skies over the mountains on the mainland. When we've had enough we pedal back, stopping for a Korlovasco beer on the front and buy some olives and salty wheat puffs for our pre-prandial balcony snack. We've booked a Konuba for tonight. Which (as I'm now adding to this the next day) was superb. Konuba T.R.S, in an outside courtyard covered in vines. Grilled very fresh sea bream for me, with the usual chard and potatoes and seafood risotto for C. After supper we wander into the main square and eat our ice creams next to an outdoor cocktail bar,the whole place humming. Some old geezers then start to play beatle songs and we listen for a bit then return home over the bridge. Time for bed and to await the bells at 5:30am!
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