Pula and Valun

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We left Rovinj in our cherry-red Jeep this morning and drove down the coast to Pula to see an amazing Roman amphitheatre.

It reminded us of the Coliseum in Rome, only smaller, so I spent the whole time feeling like Leigh Ann and Steve and August were going to pop out from behind a pillar at any moment. Alas!

Incredible that this structure has been standing for 2,000 years. It is Croatia's best-preserved ancient monument and the only amphitheatre in the world with four intact side towers.

From there we caught a ferry to the island of Cres and drove about 45 minutes south down the spine of the island to the tiny village of Valun.


What a place! The sea is extremely calm and clear, and the water temperature is perfect. I think I could stay here forever, or at least an extra day or two, if we can find accommodation. Maybe as stow-aways on this sailboat...

I should mention that supper was phenomenal! It totally made up for last night, whew.


Ruby's goal for tomorrow is to rent a paddle board and go exploring. Can't wait.

-- Liv 

Comments

  1. AnonymousJuly 3, 2025 at 6:35 PM

    If you’re staying there forever, I’m coming! Borg

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  2. LA StarJuly 6, 2025 at 8:51 AM

    We are going to buy some airline tickets, rent a cherry red Jeep, and lurk around the amphitheatre until we accidentally bump into you. Incredible that it's still standing!

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  3. AnonymousJuly 14, 2025 at 2:00 PM

    Such wonderful blog posts. I love the idea of the island having a spine. Heidi

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