Green and Blue

You might remember that on our first visit to the Roman Ruins in Salona, hubby and I couldn't find any road signs leading to the site. If we had only continued driving up the street and around the corner, we would have seen the signs. It seems we took the gravel road that residents use to access their homes!

 We knocked on the green door of the museum, and a nice lady gave us directions to the amphitheatre, located a few minutes away and while we were there we paid the entrance fee and had the opportunity to see the room dedicated to Don Frane Bulic, the Croatian archaeologist responsible for discovering many significant localities in Salona.

 On the ceiling there is a painting of a shepherd boy holding a lamb and Beli is saying she also has one, "mira borrego."

Isn't this amazing? This is someones backyard. An amphitheatre from the 2nd century.

And this concludes the tour of the Roman ruins in Salona.Hope you enjoyed the visit!

Yellow and Orange and Red

Another visit to the town of Solin to visit the other half of the Roman ruins we missed last time. Think of this as part I of the tour! 

 View we had while enjoying a slice of French cake I brought along from home. Beli called it 'birthday cake.'

 I would love to have something like this in my backyard!

All sorts of plants and trees.

Not edible.

 Step into the past.

 view to my left

 view to my right. We missed the rain!

Look what Beli found, two flowers in one.  

For more corner views dedicated to Autumn you can click here or here.

Roman ruins near Split, Croatia

A few days ago before we had a wave of cold and rainy days, we took a day trip out to see the ruins in Solin (latin Salona). This view welcomed us, with the city of Split in the background. Salona was once a thriving city with 60,000 inhabitants now only ruins remain of the Emperor Diocletian's native place.
We couldn't see any signs leading to the ruins. Luckily hubby noticed the street named Salona and made a quick left turn. So if you should decide to go, look out for that house on the left and make a turn on what may look like a private alley way. (it will be unpaved)

I wonder how the people living across the ruins feel about having such a vast land of history right in their backyard. Hubby called his Dad and mentioned we were visiting the ruins in Solin and he replied that he had never been there. Also the first visit for hubby. We found a spot along the road and parked our car. We were on our own to discover the ruins, there was no one entrance fee, so we wandered around as if it was our own backyard.

Can you believe this dates back to the 3rd century?

After a couple of hours of running around Beli told hubby that this was the place to take a break, she was tired. It was all in Croatian of course so hubby translated for me, she actually said, "here we tired" but meaning 'here we take a rest." As we walked back to the car I noticed a small house on what looked like a private roadway. I told hubby I was going to investigate. And look what we found? Again, lack of road signs so I wasn't sure if it was ok to look around but then I saw a few other 'tourists' so I figured it wasn't a problem.

A nice place to have a picnic don't you think? and a place to refill your water bottle.

 I believe this was a museum but we didn't have time to go inside. Hubby mentioned that lunch was ready at his parents so we had to leave. We will be coming back another time because it seems there are more ruins to be seen.

   Getting there: it's about 5km from Split or you can hop on the City bus #1 from the city center. You can also  visit this blog Secret Dalmatia,  to read more about the history of Salona. Have a wonderful weekend!

Birthday

Celebrating Hubby's birthday in Bribir with his parents and grandparents.

Isabela is too busy tasting the birthday cake!

Cuddling with Grandpa

After a delicious lunch of Bakalar (cod) and chocolate cake we took a stroll up the hill to Bribir Glavica archeological site in hopes of finding Roman coins and learn a bit of history.

Sarcophagi from 4th century

Francisan Monastery and St. Mary Church from 13th century.

Oh and these are the turkeys that we pardoned for Thanksgiving. They now reside in Grandma's front yard! Isabela had a fun time gobbling with the "tuka", turkeys.