If you’ve ever travelled, you’ll know that the best-laid plans can fall apart, become muddy and complicated and sometimes take you way the wrong way.

I’ve had days where a simple A to B route became anything but simple. Train delays, flights that land in St John when you think you’re going St John’s (sorry, Amanda, couldn’t help it), wallets getting stolen, bus stations not existing where you thought they were…

But then there are those times where everything falls into place. I thought visiting Plitvice Lakes National Park would be a pain. A pain I was ready to endure, because it was meant to be a magical place, but still. Annoying to get to, expensive to stay near. Do we need a car?

But then it all worked out. A bus from Zagreb left us right at the entrance to the park, there were huge lockers for our packs and a walk that took us everywhere we wanted to go, long enough to fill the day, short enough to get us back to bus stop to meet the last coach to Zadar.

And with the logistics out of the way (and a back-up plan of spending all our money on a room in the area if we missed the bus), we were free to enjoy one of the most beautiful (and easy) walks that probably exists (my brother claims Krka is even cooler, if you can believe it).

Also, it didn’t rain, it wasn’t too hot, and we had delicious apples in our bags.


First glimpses of waterfalls on our walk.


I had a jigsaw puzzle sort of like this.


Some reeds. It’s not ALL waterfalls, you know.


The water was ridiculously clear and blue-green.


So beautiful you want to eat it.


Our trusty boardwalk. You couldn’t always trust it. Sometimes there was a lot of muck.


We got into Zadar in time for a beautiful sunset thanks to a minivan driver who poached us and 5 other people waiting for the bus. He just flew down the empty highway. The drive was one of the most beautiful of my life- so beautiful I didn’t take any photos. But there was a huge blue sky, fluorescent green hills, and water that reflected everything back like a perfect mirror.