We arrived in the region of Plitvice
National Park. Over only a few days we needed to get from Selcuk in Turkey to
the airport in Izmir to fly to Istanbul. We had a night in Istanbul, then up
early the next morning for our flight to Zagreb in Croatia, where the awesome
Mav and Smythe met us with a DIY sign written on toilet paper with a sharpie.
Couldn’t have asked for a better way to be met at the airport!
Driving through Croatia from the airport to
our accommodation, a few hours away, we noticed that it’s much greener than
Turkey. And definitely not as densely populated. The houses are cute; cottages
with potted flowers on their window sills.
We checked into our cute as a button home
in the little village of Seliste Dreznicko and settled in for an evening of
catching up. The place had a wood fired BBQ, so we (by “we” I mean everyone
except me) fired it up and later cooked a much needed home cooked dinner.
How many backpackers does it take to start a BBQ?
In the morning we headed to Croatia’s
largest national park, the Plitvice Lakes National Park. It is UNESCO World
Heritage Listed and is almost 300 square kilometers. We arrived keen and ready.
Then we saw the line up. We waited in line for over an hour! Later I read that
over 1 million visitors visit the national park each year, and I can see why.
Plitvice Lakes National Park is full of lakes, waterfalls, caves and a lush
cover of green forest. We spent most of the day here, exploring the area and
having a picnic lunch in a nice spot near the water.
You can’t swim in the national park, due to
it being a source of water for the towns, so after our big day in the park we
wanted to find somewhere to swim on our way home. This proved more difficult
than expected, driving around the towns for up to an hour or so. I didn’t mind,
because the area is just so pretty. Yards and paddocks are full of white wild
flowers, everything is so lush, and the houses are cute! We eventually found a
spot to swim though!
These wild flowers were everywhere
The lush walk to the swimming spot. I didn't actually take a photo of said swimming spot.







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