For a few days, the weather forecast was for thunderstorms, flooding, travel disruption (and probably raining frogs and pestilence as well!).
So expectations were low – getting out for a brief walk would be regarded as a positive and we even resorted to “fond” memories of previous days when we were confined to barracks. (Granada, Sicily, Tenerife and Madeira came to mind).
But it was much much better than that, although fun in the morning.
But then armed with much wet weather gear we headed out to Porec, about 40 minutes up the coast.
Much of it from the 4th and 5th Centuries so quite old.
Congratulated ourselves on timing lunch during a showery interlude
And being smug thinking we had cracked it when the heavens opened again when we were only 5 minutes from the car park so fond memories of sheltering in the bus station.
Didn’t get wet from above but feet sodden from the floods.
Lovely evening in Valle
