Ferry from Hvar to Korčula, Croatia


Post originally written June 26th.

We’ve become serious ferry patrons in the last few months.  We were on two in Sardegna and we’re on our second this trip with one more to go before all is said and done.  Ferry travel lends another layer of intrigue to an already interesting trip.

I’m notoriously early to everything and our first ferry with the car in Italy was no exception.  We were several hours early, and actually planned to be, accounting for traffic and delays after a four-hour drive from the Amalfi Coast to Rome.  But when we arrived, we were first in line with no idea what to do.

Lucky for us, it was simple.  Hand the guy your ticket, engage in some “where are you from” banter and then shove off.  If you’re booked in a cabin, wind your way through the parked cars and go up to the reception and check in.  Just like a hotel with lifejackets.

For this particular ferry, Mrs. NH picked up the ticket a day in advance in Hvar from some travel office.  Our hotel concierge knew nothing about this ferry but Mrs. NH did.  Go figure.

Ferry’s are kind of like bus depots, airports and casinos all rolled in one.  Some people even roll out their own sleeping mats and sleeping bags on the top deck and conk out for the night.  That would be much easier without a 3-year-old in tow.

Kind of a backpackers heaven, too.  Seating in the lounges is open and people are on their laptops, iPods, and phones.  Card games are all around.  Right now, Little NH is taking an early morning shot at a masterpiece with some dry-erase markers and her mother is into some sort of book that mom’s read.

I’m just writing this and people watching.  Oh, that and seeing the coast of Hvar fly past outside the windows of the ferry.  If it was a little later in the day, a beer on the top deck would be a must.  But now I’ll just sit here, safe in the knowledge that in about 2.5 hours, we’ll be on Korčula (the birthplace of Marco Polo) and we’ll again board my 10-year-old VW Jetta and set off for some other place unknown.

I hear Marco Polo liked boats, too.

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