While staying in Rijeka we decided to visit Pula, a small city only 1 and half hours away from Rijeka. It is known for the Colosseum, one of the best preserved in the world.We thought that just one night and one morning would be enough since it's a very small city. We booked our bus ticket online and also our hotel room as well.
Rijeka to Pula
21:05 arrival at 22:45
Room near the city center, one bed, to guests.
All set!
It's lunch time so we decited to go to Trsat with Angeliki, our friend, the upper town of Rijeka. Ate pasta and pizza, talked and laughed. Later on we went for a walk and some shopping. The hours passed and it was time to go by the apartment to grab our stuff and go to the bus station. We still have an hour before the we were waiting at the Marina, that's only 3 minutes from the bus terminal.
"Wow, it even has tables and I can charge my phone!" I said to Olga.
"Yes... but it's a bit early isn't it? I mean it leaves in 15 minutes..." Olga said to me.
"You want to ask again? we checked though, we already asked twice to make sure it's the right bus. But maybe we can ask the driver again" I proposed.
Olga moved to the front part, asked the driver and he said it's the right one. Okay, we're good, or at least that's what we thought.
A couple of minutes later, after we sat the man who checks the tickets came to us to see our tickets.
"Ne, to je pogrešna karta" said the man. (what does that mean? we know as much as you do)
"Uh, ne razumijem!" we said back to him. ("Uh, I don't understand")
"Ne ne, ------(something in croatian)-----"
"Sorry, Ne razumijem Hrvatski!"
"Karta ne, not right"
"Oh what? But we asked the driver" we said while making signs with our hands to let him understand.
"New karta, other karta!!" he said back to us.
Meanwhile it's almost 5 minutes to 21:00
"Stop the bus, we need to get the right bus!" we said
"Ne razumijem!" he says.
(WHAT? He doesn't know the word "stop" or "bus"?)
"Stop please we need to get down!"
After what felt like an hour to us but only two minutes later the driver stops the bus and we get down.
All pissed off and anxious we start running. Keep in mind it's almost 21:00 and our actuall bus leaves in 5 minutes! Only a few light in the street, it's dark so it takes us a few moments to realize where exactly he left us. We run and run and run. The lugguge is a bit heavy and it's even more tiring to run while carring in.
"Which way now???" Olga yells.
"This way" I say and point forward "We are near the student restaurant! Run faster!"
"Fffff, it's 21:00 we won't make it in time! Darn it, they are useless"
Our heart pounding, our breathing is fast and loud. We won't make it on time, we won't, I am about to cry because of stress I'm thinking. I can't belive this is happening!
Legs are starting to feel like they're going to break, we keep running and we see the bus station, it's looks so close but far away at the same time.
It felt like we were teleported somehow and we were back to the bus station on time. Hardly breathing, we asked three people if we were at the right stop.
Finally we made it to Pula and it was totally worth it. A beautiful small town next to the sea with parks and flowers everywhere. The Colosseum was magical under the night sky and when you look at it you feel like you are traveling back in time.
It is a very small town so we didn't have any problem finding the Studio in Pula center. It was an old croatian house, beautiful with two pair of doors and a cozy wooden couch. Of course we didn't enjoy it because we were so tired and we slept immediately. The host even had homemade cake for us!
The next day we woke up early to catch the airport bus, you can also take a taxi or uber but we were lucky this time and there was only one bus to the airport. That was our goodbye to Pula for now.
We are definately going back for an other adventure 😁
Rijeka to Pula
21:05 arrival at 22:45
Room near the city center, one bed, to guests.
All set!
It's lunch time so we decited to go to Trsat with Angeliki, our friend, the upper town of Rijeka. Ate pasta and pizza, talked and laughed. Later on we went for a walk and some shopping. The hours passed and it was time to go by the apartment to grab our stuff and go to the bus station. We still have an hour before the we were waiting at the Marina, that's only 3 minutes from the bus terminal.
Later on we got up and walked to the bus station. Went by the information desk to check our line and stood by the number 5, waiting for our bus. Just to make sure we also asked the guy who checks the tickets but he told us to wait. It's 15 minutes to 9 and a bus arrives with destination "Pula". It looks quite fancy for the price we paid but still, we had around 30% off of the original price. We went in at 20:50 and asked the driver if our tickets are the correct one for this bus. He said "Da, da haha" (da means yes in Croatian).
So we sat and waited for the bust to start."Wow, it even has tables and I can charge my phone!" I said to Olga.
"Yes... but it's a bit early isn't it? I mean it leaves in 15 minutes..." Olga said to me.
"You want to ask again? we checked though, we already asked twice to make sure it's the right bus. But maybe we can ask the driver again" I proposed.
Olga moved to the front part, asked the driver and he said it's the right one. Okay, we're good, or at least that's what we thought.
A couple of minutes later, after we sat the man who checks the tickets came to us to see our tickets.
"Ne, to je pogrešna karta" said the man. (what does that mean? we know as much as you do)
"Uh, ne razumijem!" we said back to him. ("Uh, I don't understand")
"Ne ne, ------(something in croatian)-----"
"Sorry, Ne razumijem Hrvatski!"
"Karta ne, not right"
"Oh what? But we asked the driver" we said while making signs with our hands to let him understand.
"New karta, other karta!!" he said back to us.
Meanwhile it's almost 5 minutes to 21:00
"Stop the bus, we need to get the right bus!" we said
"Ne razumijem!" he says.
(WHAT? He doesn't know the word "stop" or "bus"?)
"Stop please we need to get down!"
After what felt like an hour to us but only two minutes later the driver stops the bus and we get down.
All pissed off and anxious we start running. Keep in mind it's almost 21:00 and our actuall bus leaves in 5 minutes! Only a few light in the street, it's dark so it takes us a few moments to realize where exactly he left us. We run and run and run. The lugguge is a bit heavy and it's even more tiring to run while carring in.
"Which way now???" Olga yells.
"This way" I say and point forward "We are near the student restaurant! Run faster!"
"Fffff, it's 21:00 we won't make it in time! Darn it, they are useless"
Our heart pounding, our breathing is fast and loud. We won't make it on time, we won't, I am about to cry because of stress I'm thinking. I can't belive this is happening!
Legs are starting to feel like they're going to break, we keep running and we see the bus station, it's looks so close but far away at the same time.
It felt like we were teleported somehow and we were back to the bus station on time. Hardly breathing, we asked three people if we were at the right stop.
Finally we made it to Pula and it was totally worth it. A beautiful small town next to the sea with parks and flowers everywhere. The Colosseum was magical under the night sky and when you look at it you feel like you are traveling back in time.
It is a very small town so we didn't have any problem finding the Studio in Pula center. It was an old croatian house, beautiful with two pair of doors and a cozy wooden couch. Of course we didn't enjoy it because we were so tired and we slept immediately. The host even had homemade cake for us!
The next day we woke up early to catch the airport bus, you can also take a taxi or uber but we were lucky this time and there was only one bus to the airport. That was our goodbye to Pula for now.
We are definately going back for an other adventure 😁
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