Our itinerary included a ride in Omis, a town on the mainland coast. During our time on Brac we marveled at the gorge that opened to the sea and visible across the water from us. So when we learned that the Omis port was closed for 3 years because of a gigantic bridge project in progress, we considered a mutiny. (Then we remembered how good a cook we have.) The captain took us to Split instead for a ride to the summit of the Marjan peninsula and a loop around. Of course this presented us with another opportunity to visit Gelateria Emiliana. We gave our new friends, Katie, Yves, Lori, and Steve, the scoop about the place, how they fill the cones with a stream of melted chocolate before the gelato goes on top. iCones firmly in hand, we headed down the stone path and around a corner to enjoy them. As we licked our lips and bemoaned the nearing end of our trip, Katie & I slunk away when the others weren't looking and got back in line for our second-dairy scoop. We ducked down in the crowded line to hide from our pals. Before we got to the counter, the others busted us, shamed us…then joined us. A bittersweet day. (Note to Kathy: Katie is a lot like you, a partner in troublemaking!)
That is a classic Ann pic - you questioning the gelato server. Surely you couldn’t have any questions left at this point of your gelato journey?
ReplyDeleteJulie, I knew you’d notice that and appreciate it since you e had to endure my thorough travel interviews!
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