After a day in Dubrovnik, my brother Josh and I woke up the next morning wanting to explore more of Croatia’s Dalmatian Coast. So we decided spur of the moment to drive along the Pelješac Peninsula to Orebić, a city known for some of the best beaches in the country.
The drive along the peninsula is idyllic, with lots of mountains, valleys and coves catching your eye.
The views were beautiful, but the street signs were even more entertaining. In America, it’s typical when exiting cities to find signs stating “You are now leaving New York” or “You are now leaving Chicago.”
Croatia, a little more bluntly, just has the city name with a big red dash through it. This is the Croatian equivalent of “You are now leaving Zamaslina.”
Other times there would just be an exclamation point sign, for emphasis.
Or my favorite sign, indicating that Pumbaa was nearby. Sadly, we did not see him.
After a drive through Croatian wine country, we reached Orebić, a small town on the southern coast of the peninsula.
I was stunned when I saw the water. It was swirled in shades of blue and turquoise, as if a painter had taken a brush to it.
I had heard that Croatia has the best ice cream in the world, so we stopped for some on our way to Trstenica Beach. Worth it.
As it was still very early in the season, we had the beach to ourselves. I definitely recommend going to Croatia in May or early June. The experience is much more pleasant than it would be in July or August when tourists descend on the coast in droves!
See? Much better without people.
There’s a pier on one end of the beach, and I wandered out there to get a closer look at the gorgeous, clear water.
Not a bad place to unwind, is it?!
After relaxing at the beach, we decided to take a ferry across the water to Korčula Island, an oasis known for its vineyards and olive groves.
Being out on the water made me wish that we had planned our trip differently. Instead of driving everywhere, we should have chartered a boat and sailed. It would have been much more soothing than dealing with the country’s difficult roads! Plus, the most amazing places in Croatia are all reachable by water, so we wouldn’t have missed anything.
The ferry docked near Korčula town, a breathtaking coastal city littered with palm trees.
Fun fact about Korčula: Marco Polo probably wasn’t born here. But nonetheless, the city claims that he was, and takes great pride in the accomplishments of their hometown hero.
We entered Korčula’s old city through the ancient Veliki Revelin Tower.
We wandered a bit, and eventually found our way into the main square. St. Mark’s Cathedral dominates the square, and Josh had the bright idea that we should climb to the top of the bell tower, the tallest point in the city.
To say that the passage is narrow is an understatement! If you are claustrophobic, you will not be very happy!
As we climbed higher, the stairs eventually became less confining, and opened up to windows.
I was so caught up taking pictures outside the windows that it took me a second to realize that we were very high up, on very old, narrow stairs!
But once we reached the top, the views made it all worthwhile.
Though I do have to admit, I was relieved when we descended and my feet touched solid ground again!
Josh and I had more ice cream in Korčula, and it turned out to be the best that I have ever had in my entire life! Croatia really does have the best ice cream in the world. It’s even better than gelato (yes, I said it!).
Then it was back to the ferry, and our Croatian road trip continued. With many more beautiful sights (and delicious ice cream cones!) in our future.