From Dubrovnik to Ston

May 30

May 30 From Dubrovnik to Ston

We woke Thursday morning with no problem which was surprising since we were up so late giggling while we all tried to sleep in the same bed.

The only way to get coffee and a pastry was to walk down the 15 flights of stairs and back up. A picture wouldn’t do it justice. We were all huffing and puffing and had to stop for several breaks on the way back. My calves are so tight.

We were determined to enjoy the view so we ate on the bed with the balcony doors open so we could see rainy Dubrovnik below.

We had to leave by 10, take an uber to the bus station, and our bus wasn’t until 11:30. Our uber driver was super nice. He offered to hit the car that nearly hit us while backing up.

At the bus station, we grabbed a coffee and sat at a hightop and Rebecca taught us to play cribbage.

The bus was easy, we all fell asleep for a bit and then woke at the Ston station.

We couldn’t check in until 3 so we stopped at a restaurant and had a light lunch: cucumbers, tomatoes, cheese, and a bottle of rosé. But the only picture I took at lunch was this:

Ston is a tiny little town with maybe 5 restaurants and 5 stores. Mainly, people stop in on bus tours to other destinations. Since no one is really traveling here we couldn’t find a taxi or uber. The drive to the Airbnb was only 5 minutes but the walk is 20 minutes in the sun with luggage. Thankfully our Airbnb host came and picked us up.

Maria picked us up in a 35 year old car that seemed to have just mown the lawn but we stuffed ourselves in. Maria is from Holland and moved here 40 years ago and her English was great. She was very enthusiastic about showing us the Airbnb.

Yes, it’s gorgeous but oh my we are city girls and it is RUSTIC.

As soon as Maria left we closed all of the window screens and laughed hysterically about how the home is quite a bit more overgrown and buggy then we expected.

We unpacked, surveyed the kitchen which had absolutely nothing except salt and sugar, and decided it was time to go to the supermarket to buy some foods for dinner and breakfast.

Earlier we walked around the town a bit and only saw one main supermarket. When we arrived around 5pm, we walked the streets and found not much. Not unexpected but no cute market or bakery or anything surprising.

We headed into the store “Tommy” and all of my hopes and dreams of seafood by the sea and yummy home cooking were shattered. Tommy is like a dollar store supermarket. We were all over the place trying to figure out what we would buy. We focused in on breakfast and dinner. Eggs, milk, cheese, easy. While we were there we heard another couple say out loud what we were all thinking…”I’m really concerned about dinner tonight.”

According to the lady at the counter, you have to be at the store early for meat. So there wasn’t much left. But we figured it out: a loaf of bread, risotto topped with crispy pancetta, and tomatoes and zucchini on the side.

After a gelato to cheer us up, a long walk back, aperol spritzes by the water, and some innovative cooking…dinner was delicious!