Plitvice National Park

I arrived last night in Zagreb after a 14 hour train ride. The next morning me, my cousins Nikola and Sandra, and Sandra's boyfriend Marko drove to Plitvice National Park. It's Croatia's most famous park, known for its many streams, waterfalls and blue water.

The forecast called for rain, and started falling right as we got in a bus that took us to our trail on the mountain. Somehow as soon as we stepped off the bus, the rain stopped and the sun came out. I must have been more nice than naughty so far this year.

You'll see in the pictures some wooden walkways which cover the entire park, built in WWII to help with troop movements. In 1991, Plitvice was the site of the first armed confrontation in the Croatian War for independence. There were a lot of mines placed there during the war, and even though UNESCO declared it to be mine-free, we still stayed close to the path...










On the drive home we stopped by a small restaurant right on the edge of the mountain, and had a great view from our window.


That rain that someone above had delayed finally came, and it was a downpour. It was that type of rain that hits the roof so hard, conversation fades away as people listen and reflect on how powerful mother nature can be. The restaurant lost electricity, and we ate our dinner by candle light.