Zadar via Pula

Thinking maybe I had left the unseasonable weather behind was a misconception.  As well as our plane, there was a thunderstorm circling in Zadar air space.  The pilot cheerfully announced we had plenty of fuel so we could sit there for 20 mins or so.    After 20 minutes he announced the storm and not left and so we would now be landing in 15 minutes in Pula.  Somewhat North of Zadar.

So began the usual rant of disgruntled travellers.  Exacerbated by total lack of communication by Ryan Air.  Well, I suppose you get what you pay for.  And it certainly isn’t service par excellence.   We were disembarked, and told the ground staff would tell us what was happening.  Pula is not exactly a hive of activity, with farms coming close to the car park and goats almost on the runway, so information was a little hard to find.  Still the sun was shining and it was considerably warmer than Cumbria.

Passengers split into those so determined to get away the ranted and queued for hire cars, complete with wining children.  Others just ranted to anyone who would listen, winding themselves in to an unnecessary frenzy while the rest of us sat on our bags with the man Jana attitude.  Not a lot we could do until the promised buses arrived to take us the scenic 7 hour journey south to Zadar.

There were some interesting bridges en-route.  This is not a roller coaster!