Zadar - Music to our Ears
We arrived in Split on the ferry at 8:30 am, before our first cup of coffee. We decided to just sit at a sidewalk café near the ferry dock and have that cup. What a busy place. We saw cruise ships loading and unloading their passengers. Buses were everywhere. The noise seemed to stay outside, and the coffee was delicious and stabilizing. The bus terminal is adjacent to the dock, and we hopped a shuttle to the airport to rent a car. For the second time in three days, Malcolm had problems buying a bus ticket. It was really his problem. His hearing deficiency exacerbated a frustrated ticket clerk when she was asked for the fourth or fifth time to repeat the amount of the ticket because he couldn't understand what she was saying. Sorry to say that some of these agents are not happy people. The toll booth attendants we encountered were much happier. We toasted later to all the ticket agents who had to deal with Malcolm. Four hours later, were in Sukosan, a suburb of Zadar. We had...