Why is it so misty in Croatia?

After 4 days of successful sun screen application and (almost) no sunburn to speak of, I relapsed. I am now constantly wearing a bikini. My butt has awkward sunscreen application marks that looks like I've been smacked really hard and my entire back is, well, red. Bright. Red. A back is a really hard thing to apply sunscreen on yourself and is pretty likely to have spots missed. It's even more likely when you completely forget. I know for sure I am going to be constantly reminded as I try to get to sleep tonight. Oops.

Anyway, today the plan was to ask around for the best day trip from Rijeka and after a couple of opinions the consensus seemed to be an island called Cres (pronounced like it looks). It actually has 17 different types of snakes on the island, but that wasn't exactly my soul (ha) motivation. Eager to get the ferry I was disappointed to find out it only runs once a day at 17h. Both directions at the same time. Now that's efficiency. So bus it was. I headed to the information counter and in my best Croatian accent announced I wanted to go to Cres. The lady nodded, typed away on her keyboard and told me the cost. I handed over a huge sum of Kuna which equates to very little euros and was told the bus was at platform 2.

I managed to board the bus and enjoyed the wonder of the passing landscape and having absolutely no idea where I was headed or how long it was going to take. There were a couple of stops along the way but not recognizing Cres, I stayed on. About an hour and a half later we pulled up to a stop called 'Krk' (pronounced Kirk) and everyone got off. I stayed seated and the bus driver told me to get off. Politely. Well I guess I had a new destination, Krk it was! When I pulled out my ticket and looked at it I saw that it actually said 'Rijeka-Krk' and therefore the lady had obviously mistaken my beautifully accented 'Cres' for 'Krk'. I blame the Croatians, who doesn't put a vowel in their name?

Krk was beautiful. Its actually another 'island' that you get to by bus and when i got back to the hostel was told its a bit of a secret gem that tourists often aren't told about. Score! It was also blazing hot. Again. The moment I arrived I instantly went in search of a beach or ice cream stand and found the ice cream first. I walked around the tiny town a little bit before it really got too hot and I followed the moving towels, umbrellas and half dressed people to the nearest beach. It was such a nice beach, just like every other one I've come across in Croatia. The towns are deserted but the beaches are packed. I think they only know how to do two things here: swim and sunbathe! I dumped my stuff and jumped in (cue the mindless abandon leading to lack of sunscreen) and the water was perfect. So refreshing and so clear that I could see all the way to the rocks at the bottom. They even had these crazy boat things you could hire like paddle boats but huge and with a slide on them! They were so cool, the kids were going crazy on them.

It was a super relaxing day and there's not a lot of options to do anything when it's so hot out. It seems that everyone here really just spends all day at the beach. Mostly the towns have been deserted while the beaches are packed with people, and as the sun sets you can only see little glowing, bobbing heads out towards the ocean, the golden hue of the setting sun against the looming misty mountains.