Starigard

We rode a ferry from Kardeljevo to Sucuraj on the fascinating Island of Hvar, and spent a couple of days visiting the towns of Jelsa, Starigard, Hvar, and Vire. The road was often narrow, and within six inches of the pavement there would be a sharp drop-off and no (room for a) guard rail. The island is very hilly, and the hills are covered with the purple flower, lavender.

Starigard is an attractive old town founded by the ancient Greeks in 385 BC. We walked along the harbor and the steep walkways lined with houses, and bought a small vial of lavender from an old lady selling on the street. This was in 1989, so I watched on Yugoslavian TV as a Chinese-American won the French Open Tennis Match. The funniest thing was the man who washed his little dog in the harbor, then the dog would get away from him and roll in the fresh dirt in the flower beds, then back to the water they would go, then back to the flower beds the dog would go — several times.