Plitzvicsa [PLITZ vick ah*] National Park is a Croatian must-see that is, ahem, driveable from where we stayed in Slovenia. “Driveable” in this case means 3 hours by delusional Google Maps but 4.5 hours in reality. Of course, the drive was beautiful, and I was especially taken with the local WCs.

It wasn’t until a few hours in, after we were stamped out of the EU and into Croatia, that I realized we had completely left the youngers in a different country from us. This was immediately followed by a twinge of guilt drowned out by the realization that everyone was happier this way, and Piper and Wes had enough euros to feed themselves for a day.
Plitzvicsa can best be described as a series of lakes connected by waterfalls. That is like describing a butterfly as a pretty insect, so let me show, not tell.










This is a place where we all wish we could swim, but fully agree others should not. The waters are so clear and blue that it’s cliché, and I had to give up on my kissing bridge rule, as there are more picturesque bridges than I have kisses.
The park is well-organized with electric ferries and buses to bring hikers to each new place, and then back to the parking lot when we peaked.

Again, May is the right time of the year— lush but not muddy, warm but not hot, crowds but not hoards. When we were in Dubrovnik and Split in 2019, we were disappointed not to make it north to Plitzvisa then. This was worth the wait, however, and I bet we’ll be back again for the full day hike, instead of just a half-day.
PS We were gone for at least 12 hours, and I’m not sure our youngers noticed.
*Again, an acceptable pronunciation for Americans but in no way actually correct.












































