Poreč & Rovinj

First, Aaron suggested I call this Cruis'n the Croatian Coast - just thought you should know. Second, in Croatian, as in all the dialects spoken in the former Yugoslavia, the letter "j" is pronounced like the letter "y" is pronounced in English. So Rovinj as really Rovinny, and Jessie is really Yessie. I was Yessie in seven years' worth of Latin class - hated every minute (the Yessie not the Latin). It was worth it though because at least once Katie D. tried to see if Magistra's bun was a fake by firing rubber bands at her head. Poor Magistra. She was everything you could ever hope for in a middle school Latin instructor: endlessly patient, always more enthusiastic than my powers of translation warranted, and an ever present cheerleader at my bi-annual ballet recitals. And this is what she gets. But I digress.

Besides the typical white-stone pedestrian-only streets, Poreč boasts a gold-mosaicked Byzantine basilica. Poreč is also notable because while there we searched for and eventually found a recommended pizzeria named Nono, and at least once a week ever after Aaron adopts a cheesy Italian accent to point to an imagined pizzzeria and say, "That's a Nono!" Whaddya gonna do?


Rovinj is a slightly larger coastal town, where we enjoyed another sunny day by the water, hiking up winding cobbled paths to the church and sampling Istria's famous truffles :)

Well in the immortal words of Meg Ryan, "Beautiful, gorgeous, wish you were here...."

xoxo Jessie