Day 2 Dubrovnik

We woke up late, needless to say, since we didn't get to bed until at least 3AM eventhough we'd said we would end at 2AM. But we wanted to do something with our day. So we revisited Dubrovnik in the hopes of getting great city shots with our new SLR camera, a Canon E60. We ran into Angela and Tom who looked relieved to have put their niece on a plane that morning.

After that, we sat down at Revelin Club, which is located immediately inside the Ploče Gate (Eastern Gate) overlooking the water. We sat down to enjoy a delicious though more pricy meal. There was a starter of olives, garlic butter, and tuna pate at a charge of $3 per person. My husband opted for the Taglitelle pasta with Istrian truffle cream sauce, which was delightful and I went with the Risotto Nero or squid ink pasta with cuttlefish. They did offer the option of the catch of the day which was a beautiful white fish but it was $100!

Needless to say, our dishes were really tasty though mine is not something you should ever eat on a first date. Jason was laughing his head off when I smiled and wiped my mouth with the napkin. There was black ink everywhere! Totally worth it though. This was one of the most expensive meals we'd had but the view itself and the perfect weather made the price worthwhile.

To walk off lunch, we planned to walk part of the city wall. We'd done it the last trip here and you pay a small fee to do the walk so there wasn't a need to do it again. But we took our time, taking some outstanding photos and ended up circling the whole thing again. The bonus was this time the sky wasn't lit up with lightning like the last time we were up there. After a necessary break for gelato, we went back through the city, again getting some cool shots of the fountain in the main square, alleys and stairs that look like they climb to the sky.

After the day's adventure, we headed back to the house where they were preparing for dinner along with one of Mato's long time friends, his wife, and their grandson. Once we finished with a traditional meal that Mato prepared (TONS of meat prepared in different ways, a home grown tomato salad, pasta, and bread) we took a dip in the calm Adriatic before the sun went down. Behind Mato's house, you can step down some steps right into the sea. You have to be careful of the sea urchins below but the water is crystal clear.

We hit the showers following the swim to get ready to go back out. Pero went to pick up a girl who was visiting her cousin but had no ride and the cousin didn't go out to the bars and clubs because her boyfriend didn't like her to go. Ridiculous. So this very quiet and mousy girl arrived to join us out on the town. We were to meet up with Philip and a crew of their friends who got a table and bottle service at Revelin Club that evening around midnight. First stop was back out at Kase bar again. This time, we ordered shots with soda bottles.

After that, we wandered back to Casablanca where we ran into Philip and his crew who were heading out to the club early. We also saw Tom and Angela. We were having a great time until Jason got a phone call. His brother was calling us at 1AM to tell us that he was headed to our house because someone had broken in. I was livid and upset. How the hell did anyone know we were gone? We had family coming by regularly to check on the cats and the house. The police showed up, dusted for fingerprints, took a report, while my brother-in-law went around the house with us on the phone to see what was missing. It was some stupid kid who mainly grabbed technology things that were replaceable. The upside to them stealing the Playstation is that if you call Sony to give them the Serial Number of your unit, they can lock the system so that if the thief tries to go online, it freezes the whole system. Oh, they did also take all bottles of vodka, including one in the freezer.

So after that upsetting news, we decided to go get a beer. =) We couldn't do anything half way around the world and we were just starting our vacation. So we headed to Revelin Club. At the entrance, there were 4 bouncers, one older, who was seated at a table taking money for tickets. The tickets were 80 Kuna (currently about $15) since there was a DJ spinning that night. But we arrived late and knew we weren't staying long plus there was bottle service if we went in, so we decided against it.

Tom paid for 2 tickets and the bouncer was in the process of tearing tickets off for him. Tom spoke to the bouncer in Croatian, apologizing that we'd changed our minds. The bouncer said he couldn't give the money back because he'd already torn the tickets. Was this guy serious? Tom argued he hadn't even touched them yet and the guy could just put them back in the book to give to the next customers.

The guy insisted they were no good and that Tom couldn't have his money back. At this point, the bouncer stood up and Tom questioned if the guy really wanted to fight him. Tom is build like an ox, not someone you want to challenge. But the other bouncers were now stepping forward in this absurd testosterone filled idiocy. Tom smiled and said, "Y'know what, if you're going to be that stupid, just keep it." And suddenly, the bouncer said, "I don't want your money. Take it." So all he was looking for was a guy to fight? Tom took the money saying the guy was pathetic as we headed back down the stairs. All the guy could come back with was, "I hope you fall down the stairs". Unbelievable.
Instead, we grabbed a drink at a bar just outside the wall to end the night. Somehow it had become 3AM and we joked, due to the drama of the past two nights, that we should all hang out again when we got back to the States. Hopefully, tomorrow will be less dramatic.