korcula town is beautiful and walled and may or may not be the birthplace of marco polo; history is spotty. the fishbone layout is intriguing; straight western streets capture steady summer breezes, while curved eastern streets shelter against bitter winter winds. korcula island is lush with citrus trees, dripping with fruit, and naked vineyards, past their harvest. smells of the sea filled our noses and doughy breads and sweet jams filled our bellies. we passed one afternoon with a long drive to nowhere, winding through olive groves from one quaint fishing village to the next.
and with that, we were off to dubrovnik!
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