Croatia, hvala.

Good echoey tunnel bombing. Woooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Deserted beach resorts everywhere, the clearest warm water I´ve had the pleasure of. There were of course still a couple of krauts knocking about, get a load of this one.
Lunchtimes should always feel like this.
Morning. Easy camping, tender spots.
The first of many "We should just fix that" houses in the Balkans. Butt and Ben, ken?