Sailing!

There wasn’t a whole lot going on in Dubrovnik, so instead of heading up north we chartered a sailboat. It seemed kind of strange to spend our time in port by getting on another boat, but we were all sick of plane flights, bus rides, car rides, camel rides, etc. Being out at sea is our “happy place” and sailing would be an awesome way to see the islands.

We got up early our second morning and loaded up on supplies for our three day excursion. Pasta, bread, cereal, and a bunch of turkey and cheese were our main purchases, although we spent most of our money on beverages. After dropping a thousand Croatian Kuna at the supermarket, we headed out to meet our skipper.

The crew was me, Aaron, Tyler, Tayler, our friend Christina, and the resident director of our hall, Danelle. We were able to get the girls to come “yachting” with us by grossly exaggerating the boat that we had rented and underestimating how much of the bill they would have to pay. We told them that we had chartered a seventy-five foot yacht and made it sound as luxurious as possible. The boat turned out to be only 36 feet long and was definitely sail powered. The first thing that Danelle said when we got to the dock was “What the hell, that’s not a yacht!” It was definitely a cozy boat for seven people to live on for three days, but once we set sail there was no turning back.

Our skippers name was Ivan, and he was a burly Croatian sailorman. Aaron was already pretty good at sailing, but nobody else had done it before. Ivan got us all up to speed and it was tons of fun. My bruised tailbone was pretty painful, but I sucked it up like a man and had a great time.