Riding through the countryside with soapbox - Yeeeehaaa!

Discovering Brač

For the next two days, this fine cuddly ball is supposed to take us safely around the island:

However, 'safe' is a bit of a relative term here. The standards in the south are actually quite different from what we're used to in Germany. The means of transportation (I refuse to call that thing a 'car') is not the problem. The so-called 'child seat' for Ida is more of an issue. We intentionally didn't take a photo because we want to forget about that thing as soon as possible. Without the seat, Ida would be just as safe or unsafe. Definitely not a good feeling to drive off with. At least it's completely off-season, the streets are empty, and you're not allowed to drive faster than 50 km/h.

First stop: Supetar

The island doesn't offer much that is worth visiting for a family with a toddler. So for practical reasons, we drove to Supetar on the northern coast to find out about the ferry times. We have purchased tickets for the planned crossings tomorrow and Sunday, so we can take it easy these days.

Afterwards, we took a little stroll through the picturesque little town and were pleasantly surprised by how beautiful it is. A bit comparable to Valdemossa and Deia in Mallorca. It was also quite crowded. In the harbor, the big yachts were next to run-down fishing boats - the difference between the locals and the tourists couldn't be more extreme.

Next stop: Bol

The most famous beach on the island, Zlatni Rat, is located on the south side of the island. That was actually our main destination. After about 40 km of winding road, we parked the car and walked towards the beach with just a little luggage - and were very disappointed. On the one hand, the beach looks like a sandy beach in pictures, even though it's actually made of pebbles, like all the other beaches on the island. On the other hand, it was definitely too crowded for us (although, due to the off-season, it was probably quite manageable in terms of crowds and people watching).

We prefer the deserted coves with small beaches, even if you can't walk along the sea for kilometers. But never mind, we had invested the hour and a half, so we wanted to enjoy the beach. Once we had tuned out the many other people, we were able to enjoy the time well. Ida had a lot of fun sorting the stones, playing in the surf, and scooping water with her sun hat. Sort of like the Gold Rush. However, she didn't like the water that much. Apparently, it was too cold for her. It's a little puzzling to us because the temperature shouldn't have changed from the day before yesterday.

On the way back, the little frog fell asleep just 100 meters in front of the hotel, of course. We were actually hopeful that this fate wouldn't befall us today because Ida sang her favorite children's songs tirelessly the whole time. 'Red, red, red are all my clothes, because my sweetheart is a forester and she does as she pleases. Schaaalkeeeee 04, who probably hid them, Ida with the red hair, hurray, the wheels on the bus go round and round...'

Disabled windmill and broken bouncy ball

To finish off a wonderful day, we dined together again as a group of six and then followed the excited girls to the mini disco. After three days of observing, both of them finally dared to dance. Ida's dancing style is very similar to the movement of a disabled windmill, while Ria jumps like a broken bouncy ball. We adults had just as much fun with this realization as the children did with their fidgeting, and we definitely consider this day a great success.