After parking their Skoda, we walked a few blocks through narrow cobblestone streets to the seafront and there it was. Palm trees. A waterfront cafe area that ran a couple of blocks with people sipping all kinds of stuff. It was cool, but sunny. I told Gladys I wanted to live there. I was kidding. But I want to go back.
The Adratic caught my eye. We were directly across the water from Venice, Italy. But, I was also taken with Diocletian's Palace. I remember his name, but I don't remember specifics. I think he was kind of the Richard Nixon of his day. Or maybe Nixon dreamed of being this old Roman Emperor who really had a taste for houses.
His palace is amazing. It's now filled with narrow alleyways where there are small shops for everything. I'd definitely put it on my "see again" list.