Split - words fail us. A special city with background that is amazing. So beautiful we cannot believe. Built of white-stone and historical, streets shone to a glow - which picks up the light at nighttime - by the many toes which have walked here over the generations. This is a shame to leave so early but our bus goes at 8.30pm and we are feeling a little fatigued.
All is serene on our return so we are asleep and gratefully pile into bed. We instantly assemble another line to the middle cleat on the port side, back and on to a winch.
This looks to help and straighten us up a bit. Steve additionally finds another mooring line further up the quay and adds that to the one already on the bow.
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