Trogir is a side dish (no, appetiser!) for Split. It’s tiny but just as historically-ancient-important-Roman-times – you get the idea. Yes, charming. I would also expect it to be ten times as charming off-season, when you could actually see the town currently mostly hidden behind summer restaurants, cafés, bars and conobas (does it mean tavern?)
After fighting almost physically with an angry public bathroom attendant at a bus station (“One euro, please!”) – honestly, next time I will use whatever is available to me, like a bush – we make a small circle around the densely crowded town center, take pictures and get slightly warmer.
Trogir – check – back to the car and on with the road trip!
