Taste some Croatian men (aug 10)

The pains were gone the next day, during which we thankfully had nothing 100% planned so I could theoretically take a break. I still had to eat very little and simple foods, and after a measly breakfast we had to move rooms since we re-booked. Going up to the 3rd floor and moving my bag was exhausting, and I slept for a 3 hour nap after. When I woke up, I was able to shower and it took me an hour to wash about 5 articles of clothing in the sink. We had to arrange our bus tickets to get back to krk island on Saturday (tomorrow), but the bus was a lot longer walk than I remembered and this was harder on me than I could admit to baye, who I sensed was already bored with me being weak. On the way back from the bus station we stopped for groceries where I was able to get some fruit and bread to munch on.

After a small break at the hostel, it was a ten minute (normally 5 minute) walk to the beach. Again I was blown away by the beauty of the water and the rocks and I was glad I came to sit here in the end, case I'd almost taken to stay in and mope in the room while baye went.

While on this beach we people watched for about an hour. As it started to get cool out and people were leaving, an older guy, leathery tanned and in a blue speedo, both so typically Croatian, invited himself right beside us and asked us where we were from as he sat down.

He tried chatting for way too long, not cluing into the awkward silences and smiles and nods suggesting untie convo was over. With the little english he did speak, we understood He worked on a contract for one of the transport ships and had been to Canada (Montreal) before. He tried suggesting more places for us to see, and told is that Canada was beautiful and so are we beautiful girls. He made jokes (again in very broken English) 'Canada is too much drink, too much dance, too much sex'. We laughed, but he laughed and went on something about sexy Canadian girls. Time to get outta there we said to each other through eye contact. Before we could make an excuse he was asking us what we think of Croatian men. We honestly said we dont know because we don't know any Croatian men... To which he told us 'agh, but you should taste the Croatian men!'

We thought this was awkward but funny, and I understood it as a mistranslation and tried to explain to him that I understood he meant 'try', but it is a funny translation in English to say taste. He laughed and said
'Why not?!'. And u will never know if he just didnt understand me and had funny English, or d he meant for is to literally taste men from Croatia. But we did eventually slip away.

We had been recommended a nice restaurant down by the water. We felt a bit out of place there, since it felt like a very local spot and weird for English people to be there, but the servers were very nice. I wasn't yet up for seafood, bit tried to catch up on my vegetables since they're actually pretty hard to come by I Europe.... Lots if fruit, not so much veggies. I'm hoping it won't be too long until I can get on tasting some I'd the local specialties, mostly seafood.

We got back way later than I'd hoped for being so exhausted, and got to sleep for about midnight despite an early start for our boat tour the next day!