From Split we ferried to the island of Havar where I passed the day laying on rocks and intermittently jumping into the clear waters. The sun, yachts, bottled water, and Nabokov's Lolita as my sole companions. I was in good company.
9/7/11
Havar, Croatia
From Split we ferried to the island of Havar where I passed the day laying on rocks and intermittently jumping into the clear waters. The sun, yachts, bottled water, and Nabokov's Lolita as my sole companions. I was in good company.
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