Friday 29 May
We spent a magical day among the
lakes and waterfalls at Plitvice National Park.
Food was not much of a concern - lunch was just a cheese pastry roll and
a local Velebitsko beer for Holt, an apple and some cheese for Barbara - though
we wished we could take a few of the happy brown lake trout home with us for
dinner.
Dinner at the Hotel Park was very
much the same as the night before; in fact, the calamari WERE the same, though
the soup was tomato rather than watery chicken, and the Wiener Schnitzel was
just what we feared - shoe leather, breaded.
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