Callum
Kris gasps excitedly and dashes forward to pick something off the ground, heavy pack and tender blisters forgotten.
I’ve hardly had time to wonder what she’s found this time, before a blue circle comes hurtling through the air towards my face.
Kristen
From Hahlić dom, you can see the ocean. The sun sets over it in a pink and purple blush. I can see all the way down the dark green coast of Croatia, curled up like a spindly dragon. We’ll be walking along it’s spine for the next month and a half. It sounds like a long time, but what strikes me from here is just how small these countries are.
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