I'm Back From Havar and Croatia

So I finally landed back from the island of Havar and Croatia. Why don't you just read your diary first? You want me to read my diary? Yeah. So I mean, that- You know what? I put that in there. Now, if you fancy a big stag, do Hendu's tuna steaks, strange red wine boats, and a language I can't understand - it's all kind of a language I'm not good at. The problem with packing quickly after a six-week stay is that you don't pack anything, but instead lose everything. Seven a.m. late for the flight, a honest speedboat with a slightly raining hangover feel,