The whole northern coast seems a melting pot of different nations and regimes crashing together over eons. They leave their legacy in pretty towns with a mix of Grecian, Roman and Venetian piles. And ice cream shops.

In between there is a relatively quiet highway linking them. D and A number plates and mobile homes increase in frequency as do holiday camps. Definitely a holiday destination.

The last 25k is on the island of Pag. A completely barren landscape covered with stones. Famous for cheese, salt and lamb apparently. And a modern Ibiza though that part was out of bounds to the older folk.

We arrive at a quiet family run hotel, a refreshing change from the last two military style stops.

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