It’s hard to summarize Croatia in a “mug shot.” In our two week vacation, we saw beaches, desert, mountains, and the city. We visited national parks, ate our way through a food festival and drank coffee on the top of a cliff.



We always ask each other at the end of the trip, “What was your favorite part? And what was your least favorite part?” Croatia had so much to offer, it’s hard to even compare what we did.

Split had comparatively small town charm, but with a bustling city center in Diocletian’s Palace.


Dubrovnik admittedly was a little touristy for our tastes, but if you could find a little alley with no tourists, it was beautiful. Or even better, getting up early to walk the city before everyone descended on it (the only downside here is there is not a lot of coffee or breakfast options during this time. But, you do get all the stray cats to yourself).



Zagreb had fabulous food with a beautiful garden in the middle of the city, not a block away from the luxury apartment we stayed in. And, a food festival the whole time we were there. I’m not even sure what I ate, but all of it was amazing.

Salona offered us Roman ruins as far as the eye could see. Wandering through what I can only image can be rooms, hallways, doors, and windows, you can let your imagination run wild.



We also made a one night stop in Ljubljana, Slovenia, just a few hours from the Croatian border. It was the cutest little city, and a place I firmly believe was created out of my dreams. It had cafes and boutiques, ice cream shops and fountains. We loved walking through the streets along the river. My only drawback here, was our AirBnB host informed us after discovering Mr. C&C’s love for history that we were staying in an old WWI hospital. Great.



From this trip alone, we have passport stamps from Croatia, Bosnia, Slovenia and Germany (thanks to a long layover). All these places we went to, and we picked up our souvenir coffee mug at the Split airport (we got delayed and had some time to walk the small, seemingly three-gate airport several times before we were able to board our flight).

I’ve always liked the airport mugs – just wait until you see the one we got in Paris.


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