Korčula island, to be precise. Which I have just spent the morning kayaking around.

Hearing very little out on the tranquil waters, save for the soft "bloop" of red plastic paddles dropping into the water, and the chatter of my lovely kayak partner, Jo.

Enjoying the feel of cool droplets of water splashing onto my sun-warmed skin, and watching white swirls of salt encrust onto my arms as the droplets dried.

Marvelling at the clarity of the vibrant blue waters and tasting the sharpness of salt on my hot lips.

Wondering how the hell I'm going to manage lifting my rucksack onto my sore shoulders tomorrow.

And tonight we have a three-course meal with the locals, washed down with plenty of wine and the local "fire-water", to look forward to.

Laters...

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