As Jessica stepped off the ferry in Jelsa, she must have looked like a
lost soul without a place to stay, with a backpack twice her size.
While i just stood laughing at the humorous situation, again, you sent
a lady in white.
As you know, the bus from Jelsa to Hvar town (where our friends were
and the place we needed to leave from the next day) had a driver that
took the day off (low season). So we were stuck with one option: a
$100 cab ride. But you sent us this lady offering not only a place to
stay, but a free ride. Thankfully, her small runt of a dog ate through
her iron, and the only place for her to buy a new one on the whole
island was Jelsa! So she thought she might as well try to find some
tennants: Us!
Once we got there, we cafe'd with our friends, relaxed on a beautiful
beach (picture) and navigated our way through the nameless, small,
pedestrian streets. Apparently, it is so common to get lost in this
hilly town that all hotels and hostesl give out a number to call when
you lose hope in finding your place. Part of the fun of the town was
watching people wander the streets for hours in search of their
hostel, which they swear has disappeared.
Thanks again, this was a fun town!
Jason & Jessica
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