August 6 - Hvar

After another great night's sleep Monty and I woke up feeling as fresh as daisies and wasted little further time (by this stage it was pushing 11) in smuggling up, grabbing our lilos and heading to the beach. Unlike the previous day which had seen us go to the main city beach, this time we went to a slightly more secluded one and made the most of the extra space available in lazing around on our sunbeds, creating a veritable armada of lilos (that is correct...) and floating around getting some sun. We did this for the vast majority of the day, only really getting out of the water to eat some cheap pizzas and play some cards.

By late afternoon we had all had our fill of the beach so headed back to our respective accommodations to quickly change before heading to a bar on the rocks on the other side of town called Hula Hula to watch the sunset. Despite all of the drinks being fairly rank (reviews included nail polish remover, turpentine and anti-freeze), it was a really cool scene with us being able to sit on the rocks and watch the duel entertainments of the changing colours in the sky and the progressively drunker (and predominantly male) crowd grooving to the obligatory euro-trash beats. Once the sun had dipped below the horizon and we had taken enough photos to completely overwhelm facebook we headed into town to grab dinner.

Though we had been a little concerned that it would be out of our price range we managed to find a really good seafood restaurant where we feasted on the absolutely delicious grilled squid and knocked back some very passable locally bottled white wine. It was all very cultured. What followed was not exactly cultured but it certainly was one of the best night's we've had in Europe.

After a couple of beers at the pub down the road and then some mojitos while we waited for the girls to run home and beautify themselves, we met up at the docks and jumped (literally) onto water taxis and headed out to one of the smaller islands where one of the local nightclubs was throwing a full moon party.It was an amazing set-up for a party with a number of bars, a huge dancefloor around a swimming pool, a beach volleyball court and plenty of lounges and deckchairs on which to have a drink, a chat and even a cheeky spade. To say that we launched ourselves into the party would be something of an understatement with some outrageous rounds of drinks, some straw limbo, some swimming and some of the greatest moves that the dancefloor had ever see, including the bobsled and the helicopter. It says a lot about how much fun we were having that when they eventually stopped the music at about 4:15 am we all just started singing in unison and kept dancing. Given Monty's love of dancing, which has been mentioned repeatedly in the blog, I think it is fair to suggest that he had at least 3 times as much fun as everyone else.

Once we made it back to the island after another highly amusing water taxi we decided that we were not yet ready for bed so went for another swim before walking up the hill to our apartment where we eventually turned in at the highly respectable hour of 5:45. It had been a truly epic night and one that will live long in our memories.

Could very easily move to Hvar!

Jez