Tag: Split

  • Balkans Trip Day 15 – Split – The Silver Gate of Diocletian’s Palace

    Balkans Trip Day 15 – Split – The Silver Gate of Diocletian’s Palace

    Jonathan and I only had one evening in Split and so we started at its most important site, namely Diocletian’s Palace. This was constructed around the beginning of the fourth century as a fortified retirement residence for Diocletian, although the buildings and streets within its walls gradually became the centre of Split itself.

    This photograph shows the Silver Gate, the eastern entrance to the complex, alongside the former imperial mausoleum which was later converted into the Cathedral of Saint Domnius. Known to the Romans as the Porta Orientalis, the gate opened onto the decumanus, the principal street running east to west through the palace towards the Iron Gate.

    Today, it’s very much a busy part of the city and the heart of its historic centre. It was a pleasant time of day to visit with the colourful sky, although lots of other people had a similar thought so there was some battling through the crowds to get around. Unlike during much of our time travelling around the Balkans, this felt like a city dominated by tourism and the vibe was very different.

    Seen directly from the front, the Silver Gate reveals rather more of its Roman design. Despite the name, it was built from limestone rather than an unexpectedly extravagant quantity of silver and was more modestly decorated than the Golden Gate on the northern side of the palace. It originally formed part of a more complex and decadent two-stage entrance, with outer and inner gateways creating a controlled defensive passage into the complex.

    The two recessed niches on either side of the main arch probably once contained statues, long since lost, while the row of openings above belonged to the upper level used by the palace guards. It still felt like a proper defensive entrance, and enough survived for me to imagine how imposing it must have appeared to anyone approaching the palace without the correct authorisation.

    The gate’s present appearance is partly the result of a substantial twentieth-century reconstruction. It had been blocked from the Middle Ages and remained closed until 1952, when the war-damaged Baroque church known as Dušica was demolished and the ancient entrance was reopened. The work exposed the Roman gateway and lowered the surrounding ground to reveal sections of the original paved route.

    A photograph displayed at the site showed how the gate looked before the surrounding ground was lowered. It had been considerably less imposing, so I was pleased that the work had brought its appearance closer to the original Roman arrangement. The Silver Gate was used ceremonially in 2000 when Pope John Paul II passed through it on his way to the Cathedral of Saint Domnius. My own passage attracted less attention, although this made it substantially easier to take photographs.

  • Balkans Trip Day 15 – Split – Tunaholic

    Balkans Trip Day 15 – Split – Tunaholic

    Our evening meal in Split was at Tunaholic, a centrally located fish restaurant which has picked up plenty of positive online reviews.

    The menu wasn’t overly large, which seemed a positive sign in terms of freshness, but there was still a reasonable range of dishes to choose from.

    The menu also included photographs, removing the dangerous possibility that either of us might have to order entirely on trust. I must have been in an exceptionally good mood because I also agreed to sit outside voluntarily.

    They had craft beer alongside some draft options and although they didn’t have the one I ordered, I was content with their recommendation of the Brewtal Red Ipa from Brewtal Brew Co. It was malty with a taste of toffee and I thought that it went well with the fish.

    Jonathan ordered the Sardines Maximus, while I selected the Shark Marafor. I’m not sure that I had ever eaten shark before, but it was tender and full of flavour, while the tempura batter was crisp and well seasoned. The chips were crisp outside and fluffy inside, and the portion was generous.

    This was one of my favourite dining experiences of the entire Balkans trip, which was particularly apt since it was the final night of our trip before we parted ways. I was certainly surprised and delighted by this one and even sitting outside had failed to cause a crisis. Tunaholic had substantially exceeded my expectations and what more could I ask for? I even left a tip at the end when paying…..

  • Balkans Trip Day 15 – Coach Journey from Mostar to Split

    Balkans Trip Day 15 – Coach Journey from Mostar to Split

    Another day and another coach trip, so we went to the supermarket to buy some snacks for the journey and I got my usual chilled coffee to start proceedings with. This had by now become an essential part of my transport infrastructure plans.

    It was around a twenty-minute walk from our accommodation to the coach station and, as usual, we arrived in good time.

    I was relieved to see that it was a proper coach that pulled up to take us to Split, which was going to take over three hours and I felt I’d enjoyed enough minibus journeys on this trip. It was unclear where we were supposed to sit on the coach and we were shuffled about until taking up the rear five seats between us.

    The coach swept out of Mostar and I was pleased to discover that it had both air conditioning and Wi-Fi of sorts. I didn’t have roaming in Bosnia, but I did in Croatia, so this meant that I was able to breathe easily.

    This is the border town of Čapljina in Bosnia and that’s the River Neretva. I didn’t take photos of the border crossing into Croatia, but the sedate arrangements in Bosnia were informal whilst it was very much Fortress EU when arriving into Croatia. Everyone’s passport was checked in person, the Entry/Exit System was in operation and it felt secure and well managed.

    Many passengers seemed delighted when we stopped for half an hour. I’m not fond of these breaks, which usually appear designed to extract money from a captive audience through an overpriced café while making the journey longer. The driver presumably needed a rest, however, so I confined my protest to buying nothing and returning to the coach to sit by myself. This was unlikely to bring the business model crashing down, but my principles had been maintained.

    Here I am back on the coach enjoying my alone time.

    We then passed the Baćina Lakes, a group of remarkably beautiful freshwater lakes near Ploče. Taking photographs through a moving coach window did not entirely capture the scenery, although it did produce an extensive record of reflections, roadside barriers and occasional sections of lake.

    This is Drvenik and the Adriatic was looking rather lovely. I’ve been to Dubrovnik many years ago, as well as Zagreb many years ago, but this was my first time travelling along the Croatian coastline.

    The church in Makarska, photographed during one of the relatively brief moments when the coach, the building and my camera were all pointing in compatible directions without me appearing in the reflection of the window.

    Located near the village of Dubci, the glorious views continued and I took several videos, which will make an appearance on this blog at some point.

    I remember this coach trip fondly. The route delivered one coastal view after another and, unusually for a long coach journey, I was in no particular hurry for it to end.

    This is Omiš and this stretch of coastline was more built-up and was evidently popular with tourists.

    The harbour a couple of miles further along the coastline.

    Then into the outskirts of Split and I liked the architecture of these buildings whilst noting that we had arrived on-time. We only had one evening in Split and I was keen to see what I could of the city.

    This had been one of my favourite coach journeys, as it is rare to enjoy such consistently beautiful views for so much of a route. The proper coach, functioning air conditioning and absence of collapsing seats had also established an exceptionally high standard by this stage of the trip.