Through the Adriatic
But the time runs swiftly, and two days in Rovinj soon finished. Soon, we'd be leaving our Villa Sveti Petar that is hospitable, when I would need to say that we are going to sail right here, in Croatia and my big secret would be revealed, and right now, merely charter a yacht! But I told Michael that we've got a couple of hours for an unhurried walk through the city before we shall be picked up and taken away. We drifted to the marina at noon to take some pictures from in the meantime and the opposite coast to admire the yachts that were snow white. “Only imagine sailing someplace on among them,” said Michael. This was it! Something that I was cherishing for nearly a year came true. There was a certain line drawn-and only the sea was before us. “This is your current! Any of these snow white attractiveness is yours for the whole week, my skipper!” The captain and the crew were presented to each other. It was called Daisy. Luckily, despite the name, the yacht did not get us
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