Plitvice Lakes, Croatia

Day 12 
Our train departed from Zagreb at 9.30pm that day so whatever we did, we had to make our way to Zagreb in time for our train. Afif and I felt like we've come so far to miss out on Plitvice (I think he also had vivid memories of how I cried after missing the cable car in Dubrovnik) so we called our cab driver friend Peter to negotiate a price. He agreed to our budget and off we went.
The lakes are truly stunning, a national gem.

Scenes from paradise.

Zadar, Croatia

Day 11
Our last day in Dubrovnik and I thought of squeezing another trip to old town before our bus across Croatia to Zadar. I so badly wanted to make the trip up the cable car for an awesome panoramic view, unfortunately, it ran every 30 minutes and I would've missed my bus. I actually teared on our bus back. Completely heartbroken I had to miss this view:

It was such a clear lovely day. Bye bye Dubrovnik.

The bus ride to Zadar took almost 8 hours. Apart from almost being left behind at a rest stop in Bosnia and the American lady in front of us who just could NOT stop talking, the bus ride was rather uneventful.
The sun was setting when we reached Zadar and we met a young energetic cab driver who offered us a ride to the hotel. He also told us the only bus to Plitvice Lake is at 2.30pm, making our original day trip plan not possible, and offered to drive us instead. We took his card and said we'd think about it. The villa we stayed in was amazing and we stumbled upon a grogeous Thai restaurant for dinner. I have a video of the villa that I'll upload later if I can find it but we took no photos.