Inception

The thing with movies like Inception is that it potentially gives bad people good ideas – I mean really, the power to get into people’s heads … almost as scary as robots who are starting to look so human that you can’t tell one from the other. I was just reading a story where the robots take over the world and whilst its only fiction for the moment you can’t help but imagine its not something that is to far from our futures – frightening!

Leo is a mind-thief basically going into people’s dreams to steal their secrets. The back-story is that he is a fugitive in his own reality back in the States where he has been charged with the murder of his wife. A business man proposes to solve his problems for him if Leo can do the reverse of what he normally does – rather than stealing a thought, placing a thought into someone’s head. What follows is some crazy stuff but its so interesting and not so unrealistic that you really get invested as a viewer.

Interestingly Inception is a good combination of stunning visuals and imaginative story-line without allowing the visuals to take over the whole movie. The story-line is original and mind-boggling – you’ll want to make sure that you don’t fall asleep, for more reasons than one, during any of the movie.

The acting is excellent in this movie … as depressing and heart-wrenching as some of the story-line is.

Oh, just note that however frustrating the ending of the movie might have been it really seemed like the best ending you could have had.

Go see Inception for something thought-provoking,

Split

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The Experience

Horrible and terrible weather awaited us in Split. Worse – the first thing we heard when we got off the ferry was that our accommodation had been double-booked for that evening! What a disaster. They are rather informal with rentals it seems in Croatia – not sure if the agent we booked with was registered or not but her sister ended up taking us to this place about 20 minutes drive out of the city centre. It ended up being two separate flats which was quite good in terms of space but not so much in terms of ease of getting in to town.

But before we even got to that place the driver offered to take us to a place she knew of which was being rented by a relative or something like that. I didn’t see the place but fair to say it was very weird! The four that went in to check the place out said that it was like we were going to be staying in a place where there was already someone living there! And the flat was in a kind of housing estate type area. Very unsafe feeling!

In the end we stayed the one night out of town and the second night in the proper room. Thankfully in both instances we were provided transport … though I don’t know why it was the real estate agent’s sister and her husband! who were doing all the driving around when it should have been the agent herself taking responsibility!

There isn’t a whole lot to see in Split itself (next to the Palace, Cathedral and Squares) so the day we arrived we spent the late afternoon / early evening walking along Riva which is the city promenade and exploring the nearby squares and markets and eating corn!

For the most part the rain stayed away at least but with a storm threatening we decided to make it an early night to make the most of the next day which was spent at ….

Bol! More specifically on what is arguably Croatia’s best and certainly its most well-known breach: Zlatni Rat or Golden Horn.

The journey from Split to Bol is not the easiest. First is the ferry from Split to Brac (which is the island that Bol is a part of), followed by a bus (which is supposed to take 50 minutes but took longer than that) followed by a walk from the town which is supposed to take about 20 minutes but was more like 35. I can tell you though that the walk was very worth it.

When we started our trip out the skies were gray and the rain was falling. But we persevered and prayed that the weather on the island would be different. Arriving at Zlatni Rat it was an improvement somewhat in the sense that the rain had stopped at least but it continued to be overcast. This proved a boon in many ways – we practically had the beach to ourselves and we were able to negotiate a nearly 40% discount on our sunbeds!

Our perseverance paid off as within about an hour of settling in the sky cleared, the sun came out and we got some decent sunbaking in. We were having such a good time that we decided to risk getting the last bus back to what I think was the last ferry leaving Brac!

This was the perfect end to our Croatian holiday … only topped by the fact we had the best views out of our plane window departing the next morning.

Hvar

Hvar is known for attracting stars and celebrities to its beautiful shores – full of pretty and handsome young things, happening clubs etc. etc. which would make it a natural choice as a destination for us. Heh heh.

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The Experience

Its unfortunate we didn’t really check ferry times etc. until we’d already decided the way we were going to travel because there were no convenient ferries between Dubrovnik and Hvar Town. It would also have been nice to afford one of those decadant yachts to charter to take us there but instead we went with the cheaper option of a speedboat with Dubrovnik Boats! Having no idea what size the boat would be or what the journey would be like we were in pretty high spirits when we boarded.

Unfortunately the sea between Dubrovnik and Hvar was very choppy and with a fairly serious driver (shame we didn’t have Niksa driving us. Niksa was the owner of Dubrovnik Boats and super cute) the trip wasn’t the best one … especially for the two who were a little susceptible to sea sickness! Its amazing that would look like the smallest wave out in the water from on our speedboat became the hugest when we were hitting them at speed. A few times when I was at the front I nearly flew off and I’m sure Nige bruised his tush! It was probably a good hour and 45 minutes or so from Dubrovnik to Korcula … and another two hours from Korcula to Hvar … so sore butts all around.

When we first left Dubrovnik we were hopeful of stopping somewhere seclude for a bit of a swim but because we had to cut our speed in order not to make the ride rougher than it already was we lost a bit of time. Additionally, the boat had a few problems that needed to be fixed when we got to a pit stop at Korcula – though Niksa was nice enough to buy us a round of drinks whilst our driver fixed the boat.

I’m sure Korcula is beautiful in its own right and worth more than the couple of hours we spent there – as it was we didn’t see much, just having time for a quick lunch and a stroll through. When we were having lunch Daryl asked the waitress whether the pizza was big enough to share and she said if someone asked me for a slice of pizza I would kill them. Hilariously she was deadly serious! We just missed the arrival of the President of Croatia in Korcula too … he must have been on the wave behind us ..

Upon arrival in Hvar our first point of business was to seek out the beach! Although it was nearing 5pm by then it was still nice and hot and the sun very strong so it seemed a waste not to make the most of the afternoon. Our closest beach was a hike over a bit of a mountain … well, it felt like one when we came back up the hill later on heh heh.

The water in Croatia is just so beautiful – incredibly crystal clear though freakin’ cold. When Roopa was tentatively getting into the water this little boy, kind of reminded me of Jungle Boy he was so brown, must have thought she was a total wuss and was splashing her furiously. It was hilarious. Later he and Roopa actually had a stare down over ice cream …

Whilst splashing around I found that some people had been very industrious underwater …

and I couldn’t help but agree with the sentiment!

We stayed in Hvar two nights but because of our late-ish arrival on the first day and our early start on the third day we only really had one day to explore … or as it turns out … relax … in Hvar.

Hvar really attracts those rolling in money if any of the luxury yachts lining the main strip of Hvar Town is any indication. Draw-dropping just for their opulence we were very very tempted to try and jump on one … but for the risk of running into body guards. Heh heh.

One of the attractions in Hvar is the night-life so our first night we got all dolled up ready for a big night out partying at Carpe Diem which is arguably the biggest and most well-known of the clubs on the island. Our plan was to hop on to one of their boats which would take us out to one of the nearby island for an all night party … however, as we walked by the club after dinner we were put off by the youth of those lining up outside. And it was less lining up and more mobbing the front gate! Instead we ended up having our own little party accompanied by music on an iphone broadcast via a mug! on our terrace back at our unit – and I dare say we had a pretty great time!

On our one full day in Hvar we decided to have a very relaxed cooked breakfast in followed by lazing on the beach. I love Croatian beaches and the fact they don’t have sand but pebbles. Although sometimes the pebbles / rocks were a bit rough and we kept tripping and scratching ourselves on them they’re really good at keeping the water clear and there are no pesky sand bits in awkward places at the end!

The beach bars are very cool in Hvar. And we found the hottest guy there! Turns out he was Aussie!

The perfect day was followed up by some very fresh seafood cooked by Nige. It was so lovely – the sea air, the gorgeous food, great company.

It’s a shame we only had a short time in Hvar as it is an absolutely stunning town!

Dubrovnik

The first leg of our Croatia trip was the fair city of Dubrovnik. Photos photos photos

We arrived in steamy Dubrovnik after a fairly uneventful few hours ride on EasyJet. We’d all had to get up very early to catch our AM flight with some of us, including me!, having only got a couple of hours sleep the night before … sometimes with flights like these you wonder if its not better just to stay up all night! So, we may have been a little bit subdued when we landed. However as soon as we caught our first sight of the Adriatic you couldn’t stop us going crazy. Suddenly all the cameras were out and random shots being taken from our van out the window even though blatantly none of them were going to be worth a penny!

The Experience

We were staying in the old town of Dubrovnik to be close to the action. This UNESCO World Heritage sight surrounded by the majestic city-walls and paved in gleaming cobblestones was utterly charming. Strangely, despite not being a huge area geographically, it never felt like it was overwhelmed with tourists. Our apartment was, whilst old, perfectly located (close to the action but still tucked away) and huge (three bedrooms, two bathrooms including one bathroom which had two sinks and a separate bath and shower, a giant lounge and kitchen) so we were sorted!

Day 1 in Dubrovnik was basically: arrive at airport, arrive at apartment, go out for lunch, go sit on the beach (no s*x allowed though – heh heh), troop back to the apartment to get refreshed around sun down and troop out again for dinner. Nothing too stressful there!

For dinner we ended up at this restaurant (Lokran), as recommended in a guide book, by the harbour. We joined the queue at the perfect moment as we didn’t end up waiting long at all. Not long after we sat down the queue was quite massive. The menu was very simple – so simple they didn’t do chips! I think we all fell in love with the fact our waitress was so honest with us, and of course she was very attractive in the way many Croatians are! She told us that their restaurant didn’t do anything particularly special with their food but they were popular only because they’d been recommended in a guide book! I did feel a bit sorry for Roops, being the lone vegetarian and having as her only option cheese!, whilst we all pigged out on massive pots of squid ink risotto and giant plates of fried fish!

Following the advice from our waiter at lunch the day before, Day 2 involved us heading out of the old town and away from the tourists to hunt down one of the local watering holes. I say watering hole as it wasn’t exactly a beach we found. It was journey well worth it as we not only got some nice hilltop views but we found a little intimate place to relax away from tourists. Don’t you love how I try to pretend I’m not a tourist myself …

At the watering hole we entertained ourselves with floating stars, jumping off rocks, handstands, making friends with sausage dogs called Bruno (he was the cutest thing – he even went swimming, with his own life jacket!) – the usual water shenigans.

… the only negative was that we’d pitched up on to an area which apparently had been “bagsed” by this lady who didn’t even turn up until a couple of hours after we’d been there who, in a passive aggressive manner, showed her discontent. Lucky her timing coincided with our having to leave to embark on what turned out to be a Sea-Kayak-Journey-From-Hell!

The kayak adventure was supposed to be a relaxed enjoyable sunset tour from the Old Town, along the coast a bit before turning and heading around Lokrum Island, in our little kayaks. The first half actually went very well – though we did spend an enormous amount of energy playing around trying to get ahead of each other by pushing off each other’s boats. Su Yin and I were in one boat, the Comello’s, Nige and Cath, in another and the “married couple” Roops and Daryl in the last. Su Yin and I would try to launch sneak attacks on Roops and Daryl especially but apparently they could always hear us coming because of our giggles!

We had a break about halfway through to stop off at a cave where we were supplied with some snorkels for exploring. I must admit it was nice to swim from out of the cave towards the horizon to watch the sun start to come down. Not much to see under the water though even with our snorkels.

Once we started the other half of the loop to head back circumstances got horrible quite quickly! After we waited for the cruiser to get past us … the wind took a turn and we were suddenly caught in a combination of rips and crazy winds. We were practically going backwards or at best sidewards only! So many times Su Yin and I came close to crashing into the coastal rock wall. We were way exhausted trying to fight and eventually we were one of the first, though certainly not the last, boat to be towed back in. Never one to waste an opportunity I used that opportunity to take some snaps of the sunset …

Its fair to say that the end of Day 2 saw us pretty much passed out in bed from our exertion, after a massive dinner.

Day 3 in Dubrovnik was a trip to the island of Mljet. About an hour and a half out of Dubrovnik on a fast catamaran this beautiful island is dominated by a whole lot of forest. One of the best options for getting around the island, if you’re game, is to hire a bike. This was kind of a scary proposition for us since it had been years since most of us had been on one. We were all fine for the first half of the trip … but the second half was a bit of a disaster with Cath taking a major spill and Daryl breaking his bike chain! I’m seeing a sort of pattern to the “second half” of our adventures!

Be warned if you take the bike option – one of the first challenges you’ll face is a massive slope. This was quite good and I welcomed the opportunity to work out our bottom half having worked out our upper bodies so hard on the kayak the day before although I couldn’t help but wonder … weren’t we in Croatia for an idyllic holiday??!! Still, I think we all enjoyed it and it made us appreciate our later sunbathing by the lake a lot more!

Apart form the mishaps on the bike the day was a lovely one though again the work out meant we had plenty of appetite that evening. When we got back to Dubrovnik we hit what was to become our favourite restaurant in Dubrovnik with huge portions (which we didn’t realise we’d get), tasty food and a fantastic waitress. We couldn’t really ask for more, Vesna was a total darling!

Our exertions with the kayak and bike must have stimulated our energy levels somehow and with the extra motivation of working off our giant meal we ended the day by hitting a local club. We were hoping for some hot salsa … unfortunately all we got were a lot of teeny boppers! I swear most of them were about 16 years old – certainly their maturity seemed at that level jumping around on the tables, chairs and up on stage. After some near crashes with people tumbling off tables we decided to get out of there. Man … feeling my age much!

Day 4 in Dubrovnik was Roop’s birthday so we decided to walk down to the Exelcisor Hotel for a posh meal. We ran into the manager on the way to trying to find the restaurant and had the funniest conversation with her. She mentioned the fact that she thought many tourists still thought that Croatias eat their young! And she didn’t think too highly of the Russians and their new money either!

Lunch was lovely – seafood was fresh and our desserts were lovely and a delight. The Croatians, or those in Dubrovnik at least, love their crème caramels so that was the order of our stay in Croatia. Yummo!

The city walls around the Old Town in Dubrovnik are its most prominent and well-known feature so after lunch Su Yin and I took a walk around the 2km wall whilst the others headed to the beach. We got some fantastic vistas up on the wall and seeing the tiling of the red roof against the background of the blue sky was cool. We sort of timed our finish on the wall at sunset too before running down to meet the others at one of the Buzas. Buza, meaning “hole”, is a hole-in-the-wall café bar nestled in the southern walls of the city. An interesting venue for drinks it was certainly popular with both tourists and locals alike, a nicer place you won’t find to watch the sun going down.

The Croatia Trip

For the last 9-10 days I have experienced the joy and wonder of beautiful Croatia. Visiting three cities (Dubrovnik, Hvar, and Split) spread far apart in less than two weeks and giving them a good go certainly had us pushed to our limits but despite some travel hiccups and accommodation uncertainty we came back glowing with our lovely tans and re-invigorated by our mostly idyllic days spent eating, sleeping, swimming, and napping, with a few boat rides and kayak and bike ride adventures thrown in for good measure.

Tips

There are a couple of few to keep in mind when travelling in Croatia, especially during the peak of summer:

  • Pre-book accommodation. This is especially important for larger groups. Better to get in early and be certain that you’ve actually got somewhere to stay during your trip. Otherwise, the weather is probably warm enough to allow you to sleep on the beach. 😉 Apartments are very good cheap options and allow self-catering (like the beautiful meal Nige cooked for us in Hvar – nothing like cooking up a lovely fresh fish!)
  • Check ferry/boat transfer timetables. Travelling between the bigger cities of Dubrovnik, Hvar and Split even during the peak that is the summer season isn’t a simple as turning up at a harbour and hopping on to any ferry / catamaran, especially if you travel the “wrong” way like us by flying into Dubrovnik and flying out of Split. To our surprise ferries either didn’t run every day or left at the wrong time of day (hence a painful speedboat ride we ended up taking from Dubrovnik to Hvar.)
  • If you arrive at a beach late in the afternoon haggle the cost of your sun bed down. In fact, try haggling anyway – it never hurts to try!
  • Consider buying a pair of sea shoes. Croatia does not have sand beaches and as a consequence when you go in the water you are most likely to be standing on some very sharp rocks. I can’t even being to count the number of cuts I have on the bottom of my feet and up my legs and even on my arms!
  • Seafood and actually pasta in Croatia is fantastic … their risotto on the other hand (wasn’t game to try it in Hvar or Split after our Dubrovnik meals) …
  • sketch

    Dining at sketch is a surreal experience. Unless you are actually seeking out the venue you’d probably just walk past what seems like an ordinary door … (but for the door man standing outside of it.) The interior of sketch is vast and consists of not one, not two but three dining experiences AND two bars. How it all fits comfortably over just two floors I have no idea!

    Tonight Rehana and I were dining in the more formal and one-michelin-star-rated Lecture Room and Library. Upon our arrival, however, we were first taken on a tour of all the other areas. Quite overwhelming for me really and, after dinner, it was noted that we would definitely be back to visit the egg toilets … one of the foremost reasons that sketch was actually on my to eat at list!

    We were one of the first to arrive for dinner in the Lecture Room and Library so before seating we were directed to a small anteroom of sorts where we were plumped for cocktails and provided with some very lovely amuse bouche. Unfortunately I couldn’t quite understand the waiter who delivered our food to us – him having the strongest French accent imaginable but the look and flavour of the amuse were enough to delight, so let the photos impress!

    Don’t you just love the china!

    By the time we emerged from the ante room we’d been joined by a few more diners. Though the space is large there are surprisingly few tables within the restaurant – so it strangely gave a sense of intimacy you otherwise wouldn’t expect. And, as befitting the Library theme, our fellow diners kept their conversation to a very low hum!

    A nice touch to our table was a mini-table for our handbags! Awesome!

    First dish of the day from the Tasting Menu (hey, if you’re going to only go once you might as well go for it!) was the Lobster (Lightly Cooked Lobster / Fresh Herb Liebig / Cauliflower / Lemon Jelly). Lovely and fresh and surprisingly refreshing.

    This was followed by Scallop (Scallop Mousseline / Summer Truffle / Baby Leek / Artichoke Velouté). I’m so in love with truffle now that I can actually discern the flavour though served as shavings is not my favourite delivery method. You can’t see the scallop but it was perfectly cooked.

    These two lighter dishes were followed by something quite heavy: Foie Gras (Pan-fried Foie Gras / Sauternes Jelly and Grapes / Paris Mushroom Shaving). Yummo. I’m developing a taste for a questionably un-ethical product! It looks messy in the second shot but trust me it worked well!

    Pollock (Roast Fillet of Pollock / Salt-crusted Baked Potatoes / Red Wine Sauce / Cuttlefish) was lovely if a little unimaginative but much work had gone into our refreshing Granité (Riesling Granité / Green Apple Espuma / Coriander Salad)

    Not a fan of lamb, but I am a fan of the gorgeous knife that came with our Irish Lamb (Slow-cooked Lamb / Vadouvan Butter / Aubergine, Melon and Serrano Ham / Lamb Sweetbreads and Garlic Cream Cheese) Heaps going on in this dish(es) that’s for sure. I didn’t not like it and for someone who loathes lamb that’s pretty good praise!

    By this stage Rehana and I were nearly dying with the food we’d eating. 5 rich courses of savoury, we had the Cheese (Redcurrant Jelly / Cantal Cheese / Goat’s Milk / Roasted Nuts) and Pierre Gagnaire’s Grand Dessert to go!

    The cheeseplate was I felt the least delicately plated of our meals. It was kind of like, let’s through some cheese on the plate and make it look like a pizza. I did, however, appreciate sketch’s style of serving the jelly

    After a fruit bowl, presumably to cleanse our palette once more (because we weren’t already full enough!) it was on to The Grand Dessert which ended up being these 5 small desserts – Apricot and Rice Pudding, Peach and Lemon Quinoa, Liquorice Ice Cream and Cherries, Basil Ice Cream, Raspberries and Red Pepper, and finally Black Forest and Tapioca. I think!

    And what meal would be complete without petit fours …

    Overall, the food was quite lovely but oh so rich. We weren’t exactly overwhelmed by too much creativity or innovation in the dishes but we could appreciate the freshness of the food and the balance in each particular dish … I could see why it would receive a Michelin-star. Service was unobtrusive and sufficient if not overly helpful… maybe water could have been topped up a bit more responsively.

    After dinner Rehana and I needed to work off some of the calories at dinner so went exploring a bit.

    The Gallery, which is near where the Egg toilets are, was positively heaving. It was such a loud and busy contrast to the calm of the Lecture Room and Library! The toilets were entertaining and had piped music… but unfortunately smelt like porta-loos!

    Tap Dogs

    Topping off a very long day of activities we settled into the front row at Tap Dogs.

    There’s no use pretending that we were at the show for any other reason then to check out the hot bods including our very own Adam Garcia.

    Waiting for us on our front row seat were these:

    Uh oh!!

    The question was – were we cool enough not to wear them and risk a soaking, or could we wear the poncho and still be cool. Discretion being the better part of valour we all wisely donned the poncho at the appropriate time.

    Tap Dogs doesn’t really try to be anything more than what it says on the tin – a group of dudes with big chunky boots tapping and moving their way around, on, above the stage and various other props. There’s humour and little stories (only to the extent of giving us some context of the relationships between the tappers) but mostly there is a lot of stomping. Many of the acts were creative, such as a basket ball scene, the water scene, an upside down tapping scene (now that is mad skill) and literal sparks in another scene. The tapping was HOT with a lot of tap-offs and joking around between the men on stage. Very entertaining for the ladies ….

    The best part of the night, however, was getting to meet the man himself …

    … followed by drinks with the cast at the pub across the road!

    The Met Bar Afternoon De-Light

    Part II of Rache’s birthday present to me was afternoon tea with the girls at the Met Bar. The Afternoon De-Light at the Met Bar offers an interesting and modern twist on the traditional afternoon tea: promising a healthy alternative to the usual calorie-laden afternoon treat, the Met provided us with a selection of cupcakes, sweet and savoury, scones and ‘no-bread sandwiches’. Not a trace of unrefined sugar, flour or full fat anything was supposedly in site.

    The afternoon tea started off well with our very fresh teas delivered to our table – so fresh that my ginger tea was literally bits of ginger in water. It was extremely soothing on the throat if not exactly sweet to taste. When we first arrived we were sat at a small table for four but were soon moved to a cosier booth table when one became available (although if you heed my advice our original table with ordinary chairs seemed much more comfortable for seating and eating.)

    The food part of the afternoon tea was delivered all in one hit and whilst impressive looking we were disappointed to see that there wasn’t actually one of everything for everyone to try … which wouldn’t have been so much of problem had the “no-bread sandwiches”, cupcakes, cakes and scones actually been fairly easy to share. Additionally, though priced at a fairly hefty-ish price of £25, there were strictly no re-fills either which to me seemed a little on the cheap side. The waiter tried to explain it away as a logistics thing – claiming that the chefs had produced an exact amount based on the bookings only. I wasn’t impressed. Sure the sweets were more than enough for us but we probably could have done with some more of the savoury bearing in mind, as I mentioned earlier, that they weren’t particularly shareable. I wasn’t being greedy honest!

    Overall, the experience at The Met was pleasant if not particularly striking experience though sadly this was one afternoon tea where we all actually walked out hungry and craving McDonalds!

    Celebrity Tour of Notting Hill

    Notting Hill has long been synonymous with celebrities so Rache thought it would be a nice birthday present for me to arrange for us to go on a celebrity tour of Notting Hill. The tour did not get off on the right foot as our tour guide was quite late and no one had let us know. On the plus side it ended up just being just random Russian guy, Rache and I on the tour so it was very intimate indeed. Lasting over two hours it was overwhelming the number of places that were pointed out to us covering celebrity homes, film locations, celeb hangouts and even spots where celebs had died! Unfortunately, no actual celeb spotted en route though our tour guide did have a flip chart of pictures to help us with association.

    You can read the itinerary here for a full lowdown of where we went cause I actually can’t remember some of the places. Here are a couple that I remember.

    Supposedly Jason Donovan’s place (also formerly Dire Straits ‘member Mark Knopfler’s residence) but to me it did look rather empty!

    Denbigh Close where some scenes from the Italian job were shot

    I think where Robbie Williams used to live:

    Where many celebs stay when they’re in town

    Where Jimi Hendrix died:

    Elle’s former front door (though I’m sure you’re thinking that could be anywhere!) – Ladbroke Gardens

    And just to show it was a lovely day, St Luke’s Mews, though I do also think it was the tragic site of Max Moseley’s son who died of an overdose:

    For those into music, Sarm Studios is near All Saints’ Road. It was here that Take That’s 2008 album, the Circus, was produced.

    And finally, this was THE door in the Notting Hill movie – only now the columns have been painted over in white!